<?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-32507171</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:48.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beinG simple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-32507171.post-6780863817465247026</id><published>2008-03-11T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:10.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dread of going out to look at trees now. oman. 300 trees at braddell view. roars. not going to do all, but those tt are not in good conditions. to me, alot are not really well. alot trees = alot evaluation forms to do = alot reports to type = alot cannot read hand writting to read = alot amendments. im stuck here with all the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is really helping me. haha. it rained after doing on 5 tress! whoo. so went back office and rained all the way. after finish typing in some of the data i got really nth to do. boss came back, told him some data din fill in just now.. he said, ' nvm we are going back there tml' and i was like.... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my workplace is best. no words can describe it. look at the pics below and u will know why. we din even want to step near it. cause all of us wearing shoe. so wads the best solution? haha. we called for cabby. lols. and winnie took cab all the way home. wanted to tell alven abt that 'river' but they walked thru it already. hahha. btw he work another company down the same road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so looking forward to cell grp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9Z1mK8kgmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/G7NrjUdxKjg/s1600-h/11032008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176454120342848098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9Z1mK8kgmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/G7NrjUdxKjg/s320/11032008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its worse down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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buy bird shit at quail farm. then boss asked them to buy some quail and quail egg. its really cheap. 100 eggs for 7.50. 1buck for one quail. so they bought 20 walking quail and 10 dead quail. the funny thing is.. when the quail is here, we dont dare to open the box.. then winnie went to open the box.. and the quail flew out! hahaha. end up the thai workers help to catch them. hahaha. fyi i use to have quail in my house too. those baby one. very cute.. but then... it died after three days. haha. because they jump into the water.. quail are not suppose to touch water.. ya lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home then tuition after that. parents are really doting on their children. my tutee need to draw 11 pics. and the father helped him to draw. i dont even got such help in the past. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i 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title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7169027092100895472</id><published>2008-03-09T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T07:05:51.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work went down to hcc to meet pastor loveleen and li ping. after that met cindy and alan at cityhall. i was very early.. haha. so went to walk ard at ms first. then met them at cityhall and we saw jenn. haha second time saw her outside. lols. and we wore couple outfit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT fair is really like woah. human beings everywhere. and i took it alot carbon dioxide. grrrr. then i got one mp3. hehe. at first still cant make up my mind. haha. then alan got a printer.. after that went kenny roger for dinner. i really think i got indigestion. was feeling damn bad the whole day.. din even ate much for dinner. was really torturing.. reach home after bath felt very unwell. having slight fever.. grrr. then slpt very early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din go for morning service.. but went for evening service cause felt better. limin was so super crapy.. then start to talk abt some things la.. i was kind of stun actually.. because both said the same thing.. hmmm. haha! cant believe it man. make me very confused now. then went home after service..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7169027092100895472?l=nostalgiafeeling.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-32507171.post-7051868772564618199</id><published>2008-03-07T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:25:26.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just another report typing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we cooked today. is always on the day when we are so super duper hungry and they wan us to cook. we cooked seafood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spaghetti. with 4 kg of clams and mussles! really yummy lo. i ate ALOT. reason being.. after eating.. they started to talk abt food.. and nth i can talk abt tt.. and just so happen the plate of mussles is just right in front of me. haha. so i helped to finish it up, while everyone still busy talking. wahahaha. after eating felt really tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;when hit 5pm, i really rush and finished up my work. pack my stuff and waited for them to leave tgt. but boss and pm came and start chatting with us.. grrrr. talk abt cooking and food again! omann. so i just sat there and listen and keep hinting erina. haha. end up we left at 6pm. roars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;no service tomorrow. but meeting up with lp and pastor loveleen. then IT fair with cindy and alan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7051868772564618199?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7051868772564618199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>rained today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got to go back to nus again. i was kind of unwilling to go.. cause its raining. but anyway.. i slpt all through out the journey. haha. reached there and i did nth but just to stand there holding my umbrella and stone. and i was feeling cold~~ then after awhile, uncle ddcided to start digging. haha. so stand there and take pics. hehe my first time seeing that. the boss came alot ppl came too la. cause they wanna build a house there.. but the tree is there and so neat to make sure the tree dont die after they build the house there. haha. uncle very funny lo. he was standing there looking at the part where was digged. and i think he feel proud by wad he did lo. he was looking at the part digged by him and smile at the same time. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then boss drove to queenstown there to get lunch for everyone. went back office and makan. erina and winne already eaten but still he wan them to eat! haha. i was so so hungry lo. and i ate 10 dumplings. hehe. fried and steam one. then i wanted to eat the fried rice cake also. but so far away. grrr. the sence is just so funny during lunch. finish wating everyone still siting there.. kay la.. if the boss there then everyone dont dare to leave lo.. i sit until wanna fall aslp le. haha. then stayed in office to type report.. until 6 plus.. and im late for tuition. and my phone went dead since afternoon. grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he very funny today.. we talked abt growing up.. then he say he dont wan to grow up.. cause he dont wan to go for NS. lols. a 9yrs old boy said this man. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone that taking their A level results tml =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9ADuRm5BbI/AAAAAAAAA9w/mmU4u8VKuUw/s1600-h/06032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174640065384089010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9ADuRm5BbI/AAAAAAAAA9w/mmU4u8VKuUw/s320/06032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is that tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9ADwRm5BcI/AAAAAAAAA94/BiIno1S_Rj0/s1600-h/06032008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174640099743827394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R9ADwRm5BcI/AAAAAAAAA94/BiIno1S_Rj0/s320/06032008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the roots? is more then 7m away from the tree. uncle say it looks like digging ginseng. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2752485959732630910?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2752485959732630910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-9141044713295381436</id><published>2008-03-05T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:39:24.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>basically, i did nth at work today. after printing out my report.. which requires 1/2hr to print 34 pages. then boss asked me to go down to the site first while he will go and attend some meeting before going down. so went down, nus campus at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;timah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; studying and teaching law are pretty rich &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hur&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. just one small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carpark&lt;/span&gt; and i saw 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BMWs&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;arghhh&lt;/span&gt; i just sat there and wait after trying hard to evaluate the tree. for 3hrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yesh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. then boss came talked to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; there.. din start digging today. cause rained halfway.. so gonna continue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt;. i hope i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. one good thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; today is.. we left that place at 3plus. boss drove me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;toa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;payoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; station and i can go home! =&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DDD&lt;/span&gt; early release. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. and and today is my pay day! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its still early.. went home first. i eat my dinner as fast as i can man. cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; already so late for cell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;grp&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;. and ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; late. outreach coming up. gonna be exciting and looking forward. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. well wanted to have a 'sneak preview' of our card made by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lp&lt;/span&gt;.. but she refused! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;. actually i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;aliitle&lt;/span&gt; bit of it when she drop it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt;. its nice lo. after tat took bus home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;arghh&lt;/span&gt; i just realised everyone in the cell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;grp&lt;/span&gt; are having hols except me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like to take bus =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all well plan. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-9141044713295381436?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/9141044713295381436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=9141044713295381436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/9141044713295381436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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guess? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much abt today.. just that i din talk as much as usual.. which scare the two girls abit. hehe. anyway lunch at newyork pizza. not really nice. haha. today completed my third report. haha. 38 pages can u believe? haha. is either i got reading prob or my boss got writing prob. e.g the word is mid section and i can type as mild seeting. haha. actually i dont know wad im type too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going down to nus to audit one of the trees there. boss say will be quite interesting and different from wad ive seen so far. means one more report. then today he told me he just audited 17 trees. i nearly faint. grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cp with mummy. well she talk abt tt again.. then i was like hahahaha all the way. dont really know wad to say man. just hope that she wun stop me from going can le. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid alex enjoy ur trip!&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-32507171.post-8055474196644263573</id><published>2008-03-03T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:25:45.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today woke  up and realised im late. haha. cause im having a bad dream man. haha or maybe is very funny dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still din reach work place late. well, today typing report again. but very stres today! because the boss just sit beside me say out the stuff to type, and i just type in front of him. normally he will write out de ma.. grrr. today was so sleepy.. i even fell aslp while typing.. tts how tired im! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed alot too. looking at how funny erina can be. she said out things tt are like so least possible to happen one? which can make me laugh and make fun of her for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition after work. i was so tired man. hahhaa. then the boy so hyper man. keep talking.. hahah. he even wan to test me on those science words. then when i ans correctly.. he will say.. eh how u know! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the great things. so great, so wonderful =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8055474196644263573?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8055474196644263573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8055474196644263573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8055474196644263573'/><link 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with it too. actually finish already, but wrong format. using excel is a big hassle! end up leving office at 1.30.. grr and so gonna be super late for service. yup i was late man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was campus convention. we prayed in grps, in our own campus. well mine of cuz sp lo. haha. i think got ard 6 ppl in sp. then got other sch also. i still got one more year to go. i dont wan to waste it like wad loveleen said. so jiawen you can de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then meet jianwei at bugis first.. wanted to go starbucks.. but tt area flooded with ppl.  because gary cao was there performing or wad la.. saw jenn there too! haha. so qiao. then went cold storage to buy sushi! haha jianwei got tempted by the sushi too lo. hahaha. finally found seats at some dont know wad place to makan sushi. hehe. then the always late alan was here.. walk ard.. then went pastamania for dinner. haha yar we eat again. after makaning, xinyu came. this girl here very very naughty.. we started fighting once we met. ppl keep looking at us. really. grrrr. shall think of new ways to fight with u! hahaha. bleah. then went down bugis street to walk walk. then went home after tt.. was so tired lo.. well on the way home, interesting conversation between me jianwei and alex thru the phone. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is really nice to me already. i will take things slowly and not rush. i think it is progressing well..  i wanna be a good girl and dont wan to lie to her anymore. tml i will stay at home.. even thought i really wanna go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is answering my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1162807324212449540?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1162807324212449540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today is a great great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so busy! but.. nth related to serious work. opps. hehe. morning, went to to some condo for some inspection thingy. we are of cuz the extra one la. haha. anyway i said i wan to go.. coz i din wan to stay in office alone when erina and winnie will be out. and boss agreed! hehe. so during the inspection with the some professionals and residence comm, the three of us went ard the condo to take pics of sick trees. and chit chat as well. went back office was ard lunch time. when we about to leave for lunch, pm say today u all cook. then we thought she was just joking.. then she took out all the ingredients and stuff. then we were like.. orh. haha. we only did the cutting then pm did the cooking. actually just pour everything in can le. haha. we cooked tom yam noodle soup! at first try.. still okay not too hot. but as i eat, it get really spicy! but is really nice. we pluck the lettuce from the soil few minutes before we cook! so is really fresh la. and is organic. hahaha. u will nv wan to know the process of us preparing the food! haha. then we were like talking, tml newspaper will be on mass diarrhoea at xx company. lols. but everything dump in to cook will be okay le rite? no more bacteria le. hahha. okay so was a really full one. haha. had a 2++ hrs of lunch break. hehe. then finish up some work on the condo. then we went to bath the doggies!!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; okay. the company got 2 labradors. one white and one black. and until today then i realise tt is another golden retriever. so we bath the white labrador first. at first was still kind of scared. becoz he is really huge compare to yogurt. but he is so so friendly! he keep licking me lo.. then stay there quietly for us to help him bath. his name is call rocky. but he very smelly leh. his saliva also! he keep licking me and end up me being very very smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. then we help this golden retriever, her name is febe. she is a VERY loyal and obedient dog. i was holding on to her lesh after the bath.. she was leading the way.. then she walked to the very inner part of the nusery.. at first i dont know why.. then i tried to put her out la.. but she is strong. lols. then no choice just let her walk and u know wad, she walked back to the place where the thai worker slp.. becoz the thai worker is his owner.. she dont anyhow walk ard la. she went back immediately after her bath and lied there. i was really amazed. okay yogurt dont really will do this. haha. and erina is so in love with her. then help rosey bath.. the black labrador. she is really shy. haha. but she really listen to the thai worker. after that played with rocky.. he so hyper lo. he kissed me for 3times! on my face lo. hahha. jealous rite? hehe. he keep on licking me.. then lied down on the floor letting me to play with him. he so cute la.. put his paw on my leg. haha. oman.. i think i will miss him alot after my itp end.. after tt, is time to go home! hahaha. 5pm already. lucky i got extra shirt. because my shirt all stained with their hair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company - 3dogs ( goldern retriever, labradors)&lt;br /&gt;my boos - 2 dogs ( expensive dogs)&lt;br /&gt;pm - 1 dog (bulldog)&lt;br /&gt;erina - 2 dogs ( maltese, chiwawa)&lt;br /&gt;me - 1 dog ( shih tzu)&lt;br /&gt;maria - 1 dog ( i think. golden retriever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so many dogs! it will be great if we can bring all our doggies out right? hehe. i forget wad my boss's dog breed le.. but he only drink ice water and must have fan! if not will have heat stroke and faint one. haha. kind of similar to husky.. then the smaller one super cute one.. tt day saw the dog attempt to climb up the tree. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, yogurt keep on sniffing and licking me la.. coz whole body is doggy smell. hehe. ben ben one. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_5-ovWSI/AAAAAAAAA84/2QzhouhZ824/s1600-h/29022008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384068589803810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_5-ovWSI/AAAAAAAAA84/2QzhouhZ824/s320/29022008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this a very nice tree. if u can see the three layers. except for a low density foliage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6eovWTI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xvFYtvxnqrs/s1600-h/29022008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384077179738418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6eovWTI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xvFYtvxnqrs/s320/29022008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing in process. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6uovWUI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZcRX_t-W_vo/s1600-h/29022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384081474705730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6uovWUI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZcRX_t-W_vo/s320/29022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is really delicious! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6-ovWVI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GNQZ0ZJsydo/s1600-h/29022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384085769673042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_6-ovWVI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GNQZ0ZJsydo/s320/29022008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;febe! just after bath. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_7eovWWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/U0BBndIr8uQ/s1600-h/29022008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384094359607650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_7eovWWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/U0BBndIr8uQ/s320/29022008(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8gAG-ovWXI/AAAAAAAAA9g/tCRl_9EfZiU/s1600-h/29022008(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172384291928103282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8gAG-ovWXI/AAAAAAAAA9g/tCRl_9EfZiU/s320/29022008(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8gVluovWYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/AA1Drt-ohBU/s1600-h/29022008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172407909953264002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8gVluovWYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/AA1Drt-ohBU/s320/29022008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two different presents from 2 diff place from 2 diff ppl. but this two ppl get the exactly the same for me, except one is choco, one is alcohol. how can tt be they see whiskey will think of me rite? i dont drink whiskey leh! but its so qiao lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now really come something really pissed me or maybe us alot. well u can say wadever you want. who was the one tt not picking up the phone, who was the one who left early leaving the assistants back to do all the paperworks and we went down to help. and excuse me, where are you? and i suppose you are the one who are gonna do those things? we make effort to go down even after our itp, but u were no where to be seen and so you can ass-u-me that we went missing. well done. so can i ask giving a msg just to update is tt difficult? or u just din wan us to know? and can happily say tt we din care. hello? oh so are we suppose to ask and ask for updates from other ppl and not the other way rd rite? please throw away your phone, for u cant even call back or msg back when more then one missed calls were given. so ask urself did we make the effort anot. and things tt are already over for like days? we were not even inform of. and i was like wow. ur trial is like so 'superb'. lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that was very bad of me to say all this. but i was really pissed. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1182823151039732014?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1182823151039732014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1182823151039732014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1182823151039732014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1182823151039732014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-today-is-great-great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8f_5-ovWSI/AAAAAAAAA84/2QzhouhZ824/s72-c/29022008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2994646228424843026</id><published>2008-02-28T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:14.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is kind of a slack day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss and pm out to site. winnie out to site too. while me just continue my new report. erina even better. haha. writing her log book, because she got nth to do already. then lunch time was great lo. eat until bloated. haha. there is this bakery shop at khatib mrt station. the bread there look super nice and its delicious! so we got bread, bubble tea, and chicken! hahha. erina is so nice to bully lo. hehehe. erm sometime she bully me too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back company and boss was already back. anyway this guy erm i think he is some plant doctor i think.. came and look at the hydro plant. coz is dying man. oh he is a really nice guy, talk to us alot abt the hydro stuff. then continue typing my report man. hahah. i finish everything at 5pm today! then wanted to help erina cause she still left abit of colouring.. but.. i was more a trouble the a help to her. she as me colour this then i colour tt, first time colour wrongly.. nvm.. second also wrong.. and we ended up laughing like mad. then pm came and ask why la.. she say colour wrongly also so happy. lols. end up because of me, we left even later. haha. i din mean it, really! haha. walked out of company saw alven and this DBT guy from the other stage de, eric. they are working at this plant company further down the road. haha so funny lo.. alven intro then he ask shld be got see before right, then i say er no and he say yes, oman must look at his face when i say no! hahaha. good and bad abt his and my company la, but cause their company is family base one so the ppl there very friendly and nice. but heard tt is a higher class of bangala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alex at khatib mrt station. im just a little bit late. hehe. went down to herren to spend the stupid vouchers. you know it was a really sad day for both of us. its so so difficult to spend it la. grrr. and &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; he showed his true colours man. trying to make me buy ex stuff so tt i can buy his voucher. hahaha. okay so after walking ard for 2 rds we decided we shld go back to num to buy slipper. although i dont really got any one in mind cause the one i wan dont have any stock already.. but i was super irritated cause really dont know wad to buy le! so i just really anyhow choose one or maybe with abit of thinking la. hahah. since now got the free crystal which i like! hahaha. went to look for dawn at take and is like so qiao lo! called her to ask her stuff and realise she is at taka too. hehe. arghhh she bought the shirt for 18! roars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to central this hk cafe at taka. the food there not bad. haha. then had the mango sago cream. and im so bloated. haha. then walked all the way to dhoby ghaut. okay then we started too look at cars and talk abt cars. oh well he is the one tt let me know all the car brands and got interested in cars. then we saw rolls-royce. i meani din see before la. haha. okay is really huge. erm the price is abt.. maybe 6-7 of our dads car. as wad alex said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great with all the laughing and jokes. and of cuz serious talk. nv run out of things to say. haha. we are still the same old us, the friendship is still as good as before or maybe even better. yesh, still a long long way to go.. regardless of what will happen. and we gonna fulfil wad we had said! thanks bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8bp0kbSgHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_OEz9tANyU0/s1600-h/28022008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172078311422197874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R8bp0kbSgHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_OEz9tANyU0/s320/28022008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2994646228424843026?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2994646228424843026/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-32507171.post-1585924193852135963</id><published>2008-02-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:33:38.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whole day just stayed in the office and type report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things happened between me and mummy thru phone. i cant believe wad i had said. maybe tts the changes ba. bestfriend is really nice to listen even though he dont know wad to say to me.. but if im in ur shoe i wun know wad to say too! hahah. and im sorry for affecting winnie and erina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they are two heartless ppl. sob sob. din eat during lunch.. so was really hungry ard 4 plus. then they say.. see la, just now ask u wan anot then u dont wan. roars!! i saw eggs in the fridge lo! then i ask if i can cook anot.. they say u wish lo. haha. argh. you know is not easy to type the report! my boss's handwriting is like.. dont know wad la! sometimes one word is just one line across like tat. dont know wad he writing. so really got to guess. let him see first draft, ALOT of mistake. hahaha. okay the office printer is really cranky after 5pm. so in rush to print out the report and it takes years to load and print. arghhhh. i thot my final report will be okay. argh got mistake again!! and now the comp is very very slow. $%^*#%(#% and i left at 7pm. sobsobsob. then the three of us went to makan bread. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW take care of urself! miss ya =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1585924193852135963?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1585924193852135963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was whole day in the office typing tree report. actually nth much abt today la.. just tt things happened the way i really hope to made me so so happy. winnie and erina are really nice la! was rushing back sch to get printer ink from the supplier. but was already 5.30 and the comp was like.. moving at snail speed? wait for almost 1/2 hr and its not loaded yet.. and i got to print out the report by today.. so they say they will stay and help me print! oman. im so touched! although they say me and i always disturb them. wahahahaha. everything is always fair de lo. workplace not exactly a nice place, but i got wonderful and i mean really nice friends!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after collecting the ink, went club settle the advancement. then saw seniors! hahaha. still as noisy and fun as before. hahaha. had alittle bit chat with alex. then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just feel that everyone is there for me. they made sure im okay, they gave me their support and showered me with lots of care. all my dearest friends, you know im perfectly fine. if anything tt really bother me, i will share. =DD because i know this for sure this will drag very long, so i cant 24/7 be sad de. maybe at the point of time. but after that, i will be fine! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7480531069793420683?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7480531069793420683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7480531069793420683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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early in the morning went down hydro farm and rot there man. hahaha. winnie and erina came! hahaha. so we three rotted there. the boss came. saying today going out to look at trees. ermm very weird. cause dont know what to talk on the way there. btw he is really nice to me. he don scold me even when im in mistake. but the thing is.. he scold everyone is the office except me. even the two girls. okay.. back to the trees. so im a part time unqualified arborist. lols. look at the trees conditions and stuff. then i was really starving. haha. then makan at this very famous wantan mee shop. just me and the boss. ehh really very weird. nth to talk abt. btw i can conclude.. his comapny is really earning money man!! saw his house. then his children also all so so so smart one lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met chelle for dinner just now. been 485483 years ever since i see her. hahaha. she is really nice. she listen to what i wanna share with a open heart. i dont know how to describe it.. but its just really wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;no matter how hurtful ur words and actions are, i will take it all without any complains. no matter how u gonna treat me, i wont rebute back. things might not be great here. but its been really good at the other side of my life. everything just fall so nicely for me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;its worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1695580081552508660?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1695580081552508660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1695580081552508660' 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service today. today was my first time experiencing it. pastor loveleen prayed for me. after that lunch with cell grp then went melissa's house to visit her. din go for evening service. was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for next sat. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;today i cried 2 times. first was during alter call. i prayed really hard. is really amazing. suddenly felt a very bright light then pastor loveleen came to me and prayed for me. then i started crying. is not smth i could control. because i experienced that God is ard. tts why i believe in Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;reached home. they knew i went to church. they was angry and said hurtful words. and for the very first time after so so many years, i teared infont of them. no matter how sad i am in the past, i will hide and cry by myself. i dont understand them, likewise they dont understand me too. &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/32507171-2859023747451729016?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2859023747451729016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2859023747451729016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2859023747451729016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2859023747451729016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-sunday.html' 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grp not here. so many ppl were sick. but neh mind got ester. after service got nth to do. cause need to wait until 7 to meet up with them. me and him stand there dont know which side to go. and the girls asked me to go makan with them. haha actually i dont know them. aiyo super funny lo, they guess my age.. and yesh i look young hur. haha! and they are even younger -_-!! i din eat.. talked alot with mingzhu. hahaha. i was stunned by a question. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to bugis. the 2 tt are supposed to come at 7 din come. i was kinda tired too. went starbucks for my mocha frap! hahaha. then waited for jianwei xinyu alan(late). walked to miss clarity cafe. long q! finally our turn. then msg kiantat ask him to bring jenn there. we hid outside to light up the cupcakes i made! hehehe. but the fire keep kana blown off. grrr. but still we surprised her.. although abit unsuccessful. but she was touch! hahahah. although the cupcakes were kinda ugly. hahaha my first time making the frost ma.. but very nice to eat lo! hahahahaha. eat eat eat. until super full. hahaha. then walked down to esplanade. me jianwei xy alan ran off. haha. let them have er ren shi jie. then we went home. i was real TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY JENNIFER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8249526359755217690?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8249526359755217690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8249526359755217690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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stuff. hahaha. so i dont need to be alone and talk to the plants. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun lo. we really did our stuff super slowly. and talk ALOT. hahha. then played music, and sing! wahahhaha. fav hideout, hydro farm! we stayed there for the whole morning lo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say they cant stand me. how can that be right. grrrr. they say im... hahaha. they are becoming thick skin already lo. hahaha. oya! we ordered mac delivery today. hahaha. then try to slack slack and hide away from the boss. hahahaha. and oman erina saw alot of my unglam side. grrrrr. she is more unglam. hehehe. treat me nicer, if not i post up ur pic. wahahaha. bubble tea after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super super tired now! my kitchen was in a big mess just now lo! grrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8493968385071494513?l=nostalgiafeeling.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-32507171.post-2478708443396138017</id><published>2008-02-21T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:58:14.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy busy for the past few nights. until im super tired. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. i drop a pail into the super big water tank. err i dont know wad is tt thing call la. but for i know, i spent almost 1 hr there trying to use a hook, use a pole to get it up. grrr. almost dont dare to tell ppl lo. haahah. end up i really gave up man. hahah told the thai worker then he said nvm. roars! then night chatted with alex until 1 plus. going europe will make people become smarter lo. wahaha. nice chat! long long time din talk already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it will remain unchange. is how much effort tt are put in. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed.. so expected. i was real tired! hahaha. so i dozed off while planting. haha. but the day was not that bad. boss brought me ard the nusery explaining me abt those plant. he gave me this flower, ask me to smell and tell him is what. how wld i know man.. so i just anyhow said, lemon. hahaha. and i was ignored by him. so he asked me issit bored doing the same thing everyday.. and i said yesh! well done. one hr later.. he came to me, ask me to read 'bedtime story'. read reports!!!!!!!! so that i will know more abt trees and next week gonna go out to check on trees. okay la. so i went in to office and stared at the reports. yesh i mean i just stare and stone there. for 1 and 1/2 hrs. and slowly i closed my eyes! hahaha. i din want to la.. but i was sooo slpy.. haha. then went down tp for cell grp. then went home. smth amazing happened. really. it was answered. =DD slpt at 1 plus too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its so real. im amazed. give urself a chance to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thur. so after 2 days of not enuff slp.. really dont have much mood lo. hahaha. so just wan be alone.. went hydro farm slp! hahahaha. just a short nap la.. heh heh. then the boss came and talked alien language to me. all the plants name and bla bla bla ( i think im suppose to know). so i secretly went back to check wad all this plant look like. hahha. then i started to stone in office again. okay i read too. since i cant bring it home, so have to read in office. im actually waiting for lunch break. haha. then boss called back saying dont go out eat. he bought for us le. roars. i was starving. they came back only at 2pm. we lou hei then got some other food. tt was one of the quietest lunch i think i ever had. hahaha. so weird leh.. aiyo.. dont know how to explain.. oyesh very funny! after eating nth to do, but other ppl still eating.. so me and erina just sat there and stared at the fish tank! cause nobody is talking.. is all depend on the boss one. haha! after lunch continue planting.. until the boss gave me more bedtime stories. notes and books!! grrr. so i just sit at my place and try to read.. and doing countdown at the same time. hahaha. im always the one who say five o'clock already! glad tt we three can go off tgt today! because normally they got to stay back. and is stay til late. its only me tt will leave once its 5pm. ya lo.. anyway! i think we find joy in suan-ing each other. hahahaha. omann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, bath and change. went down punggol to give tuition. i was late! cause i alighted at the wrong bus stop. that family is really really nice. yesh. that kid very chatty and active one. hahah. his parents told me ar.. if he naughty can just scold him. haha. he is very smart. but really active lo. hahaha. bring a cane there next time. hahah joking la! his parents ask him to call me lao shi! hahahahahahaha. actually i think im teaching everything. he ask me to help him with arts. really wan faint lo. i see his art piece i think is so so so much better then mine can! hahahah. anyway, he got alot of weird weird qs wan.. sometimes dont know how to ans.. sometimes even better! he talk his, i talk mine. haha! our conversation no link one. haha! but i enjoyed teaching him la. where got ppl work and enjoying themself one right? so is great la! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i got 26hrs a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2478708443396138017?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2478708443396138017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2478708443396138017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2478708443396138017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2478708443396138017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-busy-for-past-few-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-105688031693718871</id><published>2008-02-18T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:07:14.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever since itp started, i din had a good slp.. cause i always woke up a few times in the night.. fearing tt i will be late for work. and ytd really broke record.. i woke up 6 times man.. and i was so tired when going for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha i calculated how many boxes we did for last week. 225! and guess how much they need? 1000. okay very good. i can do for one month. hahah. there is one bad thing abt there is.. there got toad!!!!! i dont mind bee, butterfly, centipede, millipede.. but i mind toad!! today when i was watering the plants, i saw a toad inside the container. i really freak out man.. and nobody there to help me to take tt thing out.. i TRIED to make it out.. haha. but failed. so i stop watering the plants. hahaha. until winnie came to my rescue. she is not scared of it leh!! wahh. she just knock a few time and it came out lo. haha. then try to make it away.. then suddenly the toad jump.. i scream and run away man.. hahaha. kana laugh laugh by her. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr yuen came and visit me today. she changed car!!  BMW 5 series, i think is the same as her previous one.. but different colour.  she is really rich lo.. grrr. okay anyway.. she said im a good girl! wahahaha. and she say she gonna give me A for my itp. wahahahahaha. brought her ard and stuff.. u know she asked me if i wanna change itp anot leh!! but i said no need. hahaha. well.. stay on ba.. very fast time will pass de. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back sch. met up with alan and cindy.. makan then went club. cindy taught them the paperwork and stuff. hmm just wondering.. why the one tt needed to learn and do the stuff are just not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so so tired now. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-105688031693718871?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/105688031693718871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=105688031693718871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/105688031693718871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/105688031693718871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/ever-since-itp-started-i-din-had-good.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-266845228650043931</id><published>2008-02-17T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:23:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early and waited for the time to go out. haha. went for morning service. service was great, the things pastor said today really matched wad im going thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lunch with them. aiyo very funny lo. wadever layhoon said all kana shoot. went home after that.. tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recieved today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-266845228650043931?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/266845228650043931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=266845228650043931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/266845228650043931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/266845228650043931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/woke-up-early-and-waited-for-time-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6352467196047192398</id><published>2008-02-16T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised.. my room is super duper messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a half day. i was planting at the fastest speed when time gonna reach 12. hahahaha. and is time to go home! =D went home then went church for cny rally. the drama was really funny lo! today talked alot to them.. well i enjoyed myself today. but not only enjoy,  i also understand more. the chit chat session made me felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dawn at bugis. really sweet and nice of her. gave me a rose and a card for vday. haha. =D then we went to miss clarity cafe for dinner. long q! but we still q la. hahaha. i treated her as my present for her. hahaha. eat until full lo.. then went bugis street for abit shopping. hahah. and here i am, very very tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7cEMkbSgFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-A6pEmL9ukQ/s1600-h/14022008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167603711414009938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7cEMkbSgFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-A6pEmL9ukQ/s320/14022008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after doing the same things for many many days, you will wanna try smth different. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7cENEbSgGI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-KoKQCAl18E/s1600-h/16022008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167603720003944546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7cENEbSgGI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-KoKQCAl18E/s320/16022008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rose gave by dawn! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6352467196047192398?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6352467196047192398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6352467196047192398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6352467196047192398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6352467196047192398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7cEMkbSgFI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-A6pEmL9ukQ/s72-c/14022008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8010476879279885060</id><published>2008-02-15T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:05:39.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is sat!! but i still need to work! =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey yuen said she will be coming today, but she din.. did the same thing today. then the thai worker very funny. he said the boss like ppl to write when he talk.. so must wite down everything he said.. after that throw away also nevermind. lols. then he say if i do 10 boxes must say i did 20 boxes. but i nv la.. coz i did 35! which end up to be the wrong one! then the boss say dont ask him.. he is ... (forget wad he said, smth not nice). what who else to ask nia. haishh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that took bus to ms. bad things always happen to me! today was chingay preview. road close. i took bus there la! then road close.. have to walk from calton hotel to ms la! last yr chingay also bad things happen. roars. okay so meet up with xinyu shu zhen jianwei alan to watch ah long. that show super duper funny lo. i mean is really just for laugh la. hahaha. i laugh until very tired. they said im the noisest. but better then the xinyu la! she very horny leh. hahahaha. but some fighting part abit boring.. conclusion.. i laughed like mad.. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we saw F1. but awhile only.. then jiu went home le. so so so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, parents went genting again. haha yesh again. as usual i hate to be at home alone. im just wondering if tml gonna be a half day. haha. give mi alittle bit hope pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its always fair. everything happen for a reason. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8010476879279885060?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8010476879279885060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8010476879279885060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8010476879279885060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8010476879279885060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/tomorrow-is-sat-but-i-still-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2744249825508711175</id><published>2008-02-14T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:13:21.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just wan to complain here. and end my complain here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl who only need to work for 5days/week pls show some care and concern for ppl tt need to work for 6days! which is me!!! im so wanna cry can. not really cry la. but super idiotic!! grrr. there goes my sat! =((((( we are so so so looking forward for friday la! but then. what a 'good' news they gave us today. my face really turn black lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it man. he is a kuku boss. he is really 笑里长藏刀。i dont know leh. but i just feel that he very weird. he talk to me at 5pm! 5pm leh!!! time to go home lo! and he held me back. grrr. then he talked to me abt they hydro thingy and gave me new task. then he asked the thai worker abt the plants and stuff but he dont know. he scolded him la. infront of me. keep scolding.. then when he turn back and talk to me, his face change lo. become smiling face. is very scary.. really. okay he din scold or say me but my the other 2friends are not tt lucky. because they are studying landscape thingy, then the boss gave them one of the project and bla bla bla. then today kana say by him.. he expect them to know everything lo. roar. attachment is to learn wad! aiya.. my boss is a very scary and weird person.(wad my friends' lecturer said abt the boss is true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must aviod meeting him sia. like tt can make myself safe. and i shall everyday talk to my plants already la. i shall hide at the hydro farm, my fav place. but serious speaking.. i dont really learn much things tt is related to my course. the only linkage between me and the company is hydroponic. hahaha. but then its still not very related to wad im learning. he also said today.. wad im doing is a lower class of biotech. but somehow it will be useful in wadever im studying next time..  but i dont mind doing all the hardwork la.. but but. it will be good if i dont repeat doing the same thing everyday. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chat abit with the thai worker. until now i still dont know his name. haha. he taugh me the stuff in hydro farm. then today chat abit.. but i really got difficulty trying to figure out wad he is talking abt. hahaha. but he is nice la. my thai friend. hahahaha. very funny.. after i finish my stuff in hydro farm he asked my wan drink coffee anot lo! then i say no need.. then he ask wan go back office drink water and rest first.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back school just now, wanted to hand in all the meeting minutes. i reached school already! but i realised i forgotten to bring club key. ARGHHHH. so asked daddy to fetch me home. so i waited and wait and waited.. haish.. siiting in daddy's car is so scary and dangerous. for two times i was like omannn. he is a fierce driver. i dont wan any car crash pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya today talk alot and work less. hahaha. we are doing very slowly lo.. then they talked abt their clasmates, so funny.. dont know why they class so happening one. hahah. and i found a someone that 3 of us know! hahaha. so talk alittle bit abt this person. hahahahha. then i think i was talking abt a lecturer.. and my boss suddenly pop behind me and ask how many trace have u all done.. lucky we counted before hand! irritating. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still so sad abt going back to work on a sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my precious sat. haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2744249825508711175?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2744249825508711175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2744249825508711175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2744249825508711175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2744249825508711175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-wan-to-complain-here.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7791314740689511350</id><published>2008-02-13T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:15.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i thought im gonna be late man. but i reached on time. morning got to work in hydro farm again! =D oh well. went to look at my basil. haha no growth yet. lols. and then start to cut sedum. after lunch, plant sedum. and i got really bored. but i shld not complain!! because i will rather work then having nth to do! its really nice to take a walk in the nusery. i like the smell there! when the time reached 4pm. i will start to slack already. do our stuff real slow. lols. 4.45, walked back to office, wash hand go toilet packed up. then its 5pm! time past very very slowly after lunch. very torturing.  haha. =D one of my itp friend is a half jap, so while planting, im also learning jap from her! but after that i forget most of it. ahaha. when walking out of the compay, i dont know wad im doing man. step onto a paddle of mud water. and i argh very loud. and the thai worker laugh at me.. roars. anyway the waorkers there are very nice. hahaha. still will chat and joke with us lo. hahaha. and they make sure we dont work under the sun. wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ww and jianwei for dinner at waraku. wanted to get my slipper today.. but dont have the size i wan! roars. so went to waraku for dinner. its nice! but i think was abit too much! hahaha. cant finish the food man.. we just keep suaning each other lo. they really got a prob with me can. esp that stupid jianwei. sometims one sentence shoot 2 ppl! hmph. you wait. hahaha. poor me rite! then walked ard.. super tired! grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night told mummy abt it. i expected her ans. i din quarrel with her, and i wun. coz it will only make things worse. but i guess slowly they will accept de. it takes time =) but mean while i guess i will be having a hard time. mummy's words got hidden meaning. im not that dumb to not realise it.. but still i din say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7MEBUbSgDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/aXLlxr3Gt18/s1600-h/13022008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166477618233638962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7MEBUbSgDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/aXLlxr3Gt18/s320/13022008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7MEE0bSgEI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ccZ33pEpvrE/s1600-h/13022008(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166477678363181122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7MEE0bSgEI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ccZ33pEpvrE/s320/13022008(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dinner at waraku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7791314740689511350?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7791314740689511350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7791314740689511350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7791314740689511350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7791314740689511350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-i-thought-im-gonna-be-late-man.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7MEBUbSgDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/aXLlxr3Gt18/s72-c/13022008(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3855618249009355012</id><published>2008-02-12T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:16.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a farmer! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day of itp! its so MUCH better! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still reached very early. grr. the book on my table was gone! means no need draw lines already. hahaha. then brief us on wad we are doing today. oman im doing hydroponics propagation!!! like finally lo. hahaha. so the thai guy taught me how to plant in the seed and stuff. i planted 240. wahahaha. btw the plant is called Basil (i dont know it initally). got the mint smell. very nice. i hope they will grow!! i think they will la. under my special care for 4weeks. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then transfer those stage 1 plant to stage 2 green house. i like working there! very quiet and peaceful. then when bored can talk to the plants. yesh i did! hahaha. after completing my work.. roam ard in the hydro farm. that place really nice, to me la. so i stayed there for 4 hrs. lunch break then went back office. and my boss started asking me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: how was the planting..&lt;br /&gt;me: okay lo&lt;br /&gt;boss: you know the name of the plant u planting?&lt;br /&gt;me: err.. the green colour one..&lt;br /&gt;boss: which plant is in brown hur?&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm ya. orh. (laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i think my boss is a very fierce person. looking at the way he treat the workers. but somehow he treated us very good. but then.. u never know lo.. so i abit scared of him.. hahaha. then he started to teach me abt hydroponic.. he asked, you know wad is ppm? err dont know. then he asked again for 3times. i still say dont know.. until he say part per million. then i was like yesh i know! wad m i thinking hur!! throw face. he gave me a new job. to test the PH and EC of the water in the hydro farm every morning. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we went to plant sedum. for 3hrs!!! the thai worker keep giving us the soil and sedum. grr. then we thot we finish already lo.. and left 8 mins to 5pm.. he gave us somemore.. then my friend say.. he cant tell that we are going off soon meh. and i kept laughing la.. next time look at the sedum on rooftop.. might have a chance that part of it is planted by me! hahahaha. life is better when u got things to do! and finally, is 5pm. home sweet home! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F7mUbSgAI/AAAAAAAAA74/9XVly_o2to0/s1600-h/12022008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166046145819082754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F7mUbSgAI/AAAAAAAAA74/9XVly_o2to0/s320/12022008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY1. my precious one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F7m0bSgBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ixucO99wwtI/s1600-h/12022008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166046154409017362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F7m0bSgBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ixucO99wwtI/s320/12022008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F72EbSgCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_hlrpQ7rfDk/s1600-h/12022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166046416402022434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F72EbSgCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_hlrpQ7rfDk/s320/12022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;roses. by hydro method. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;faith.&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/32507171-3855618249009355012?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3855618249009355012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3855618249009355012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3855618249009355012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3855618249009355012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-farmer-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7F7mUbSgAI/AAAAAAAAA74/9XVly_o2to0/s72-c/12022008(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7992937556842166764</id><published>2008-02-11T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of itp. one word to describe. BORED. i reached there like 7.30 lo. just wander around before going in. then i saw two girls from BE! lucky lo! cause im not alone =) heh heh. okay then everyone is so so so busy. then finally gave us something to do. colouring of boxes. after that stone abit.. then asked me to sort out receipts by mths. after that take out those outdated papers from the file. from 2004 onwards. and i past my 4hrs just like that! i was so damn bored. lunch with the two girls. went back, this guy came and explain to us what we will be doing in this 2 mths. i was like finally got proper things to do already! i then realised that company is actually a doing something like landscape design, they plant the plants too. and so the two girls are studying things related to this. okay so im abit out here. haha.  so he said i will be doing hydroponics! hahaha. i can have my own plant. hopefully will have result within 2 mths. and also doing things related to landscape design and stuff. brought us to walked ard.. then went back office. nth to do again. so he asked us to read book. i stone lo. and stared at the book.. they really need to dig work for us to do can. if not we really just sit there and sotne. so asked me to draw lines! grrrr. draw line on those log book for recording purpose. draw lines leh.. then i draw until 5 lo. she say can go home le.. continue tomorrow. tomorrow i will make sure i draw slowly. if not i will run out of things to do again. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nv go daddy company lunch! no angbao!!! arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7Ahe0bSf-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/i4bTQ69Qrgw/s1600-h/09022008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165665585946853346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7Ahe0bSf-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/i4bTQ69Qrgw/s320/09022008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very wulu workplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7AhfUbSf_I/AAAAAAAAA7w/t81_NIM6yxc/s1600-h/11022008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165665594536787954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7AhfUbSf_I/AAAAAAAAA7w/t81_NIM6yxc/s320/11022008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply sat there and stone. with the book open. ROARS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7992937556842166764?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7992937556842166764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7992937556842166764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7992937556842166764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7992937556842166764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/1st-day-of-itp.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R7Ahe0bSf-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/i4bTQ69Qrgw/s72-c/09022008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-674095137283959103</id><published>2008-02-10T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:56:42.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up very early. even thou set my alarm at 8 but i woke way before that. prepared stuff and went for morning service. first time going for sunday service. im amazed by the way i react. i mean i din have any reaction la.. tts why. hahaha. today was different. din stay after that, went tamp to met alan jenn cindy to go alan's hse bai nian. haha his mum took out his small kid pics for us to see. after that went down vivo to watch movie while cindy went to meet dd. some ppl very clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: really dont wan book tickets?&lt;br /&gt;mr A: dont need la, so many slots! SURE got seats one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay very good. intended to watch 4.45 show and left like first row seats.. so got to watch 6.20 one. which is like 4th row from the front. YA! alot seats hor! so walked ard, went bnj for ice cream. i was so damn tired. haha. we watch kung fu dunk. the show was okay la. okay nice. maybe i was too tired to appreciate it. but jenn and alan was so so so noisy. haha! they cant stop praising the show. hahah. so i was yayaya. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itp tomorrow. dont know how things will turn out. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-674095137283959103?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/674095137283959103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=674095137283959103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/674095137283959103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/674095137283959103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2685912556855948093</id><published>2008-02-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:25:35.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! 3rd day of chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to recee my workplace. is woah lo. hahahaha. all green. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to eugene's house for steamboat. tgt with his cell grp and janice esther huishuang. the girls are really funny. more guys than girls yet can only hear the girls voice. hahaha. then played this game which i dont know the name. very fun! keep drinking water nia. hahaha. then was the game bang. tt is really a guys game. very boring.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i feel really bad. because i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met jenn at orchard. went to makan first. at crystal jade.  you know our q no. was like 193 but we got to go in when the no. was 187.. so its good to go in small grp. hahahaa. xiao long bao and la mian! and the carrot thingy. hahaha. yummy!! =D walked ard orchard then to marina sq. got hokkaido ice cream =DD then went esplanade to chat. oman. is so great to tell her. she really understand how i feel lo! so supportive and positive.  afterall is still the girls tt understand girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is when i started to believe it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like and dislike! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2685912556855948093?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2685912556855948093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2685912556855948093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2685912556855948093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2685912556855948093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-3rd-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-225388321319797714</id><published>2008-02-08T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:16.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>da nian chu er~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went uncle's house for BBQ cum buffet. everybody came. and of cuz today's earning got better. heh heh. talked alot with joey abt poly. why u din choose sp hur?!! then played cards with cousins. those very exciting one, that made me scream and scream. hahah. well all grown up already! haha. juat one year only man. omg im the aunt already. one nephew and one niece. i really like javier alot lo. he is so cute and shy la. but he made me so old la.. called mi aunt. grrrr. i din know foosball can be so fun! haha. can make me scream so loudly. hahahaha. im so full now. aunt keep bbq-ing and im just beside the pit. so wad to do? eat right. hahaha. i feel so old when i say im 19 lo. cousins are like 17 and below can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt is so 'in' wor! she knows about the bf shirt and even know the story when i dont even know. hahaha. i din take any pic with other cousins!!! only 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first year celebrating chinese new year without ah gong. but i believe everyone still remb him in our heart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6x9b7Ky-PI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/78RzAHn-pM0/s1600-h/08022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164640791380031730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6x9b7Ky-PI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/78RzAHn-pM0/s320/08022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; this is my same age cousin! shes the head and im the tail. haha. noisy noisy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6x9cbKy-QI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fEsHkZzpw88/s1600-h/08022008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164640799969966338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6x9cbKy-QI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fEsHkZzpw88/s320/08022008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two clever cousins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-225388321319797714?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/225388321319797714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=225388321319797714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/225388321319797714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/225388321319797714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/da-nian-chu-er-today-went-uncles-house.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6x9b7Ky-PI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/78RzAHn-pM0/s72-c/08022008(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7330338289834761600</id><published>2008-02-07T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:11:41.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! =D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da nian chu yi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to shou sui. but only until 5am. hahaha. woke up at 11am, eat tian tang. dressed up and waited for everyone. haha they are slow pokes. really. today went to mum's side. grandma's house! been super duper long tt i last went there. the way daddy drove was really scarry. he speed like nobody's business. i was like omggg. the car can take it but i cant lo. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma's hse got 4 new kittens! so cute la. waited for ah yi-s and cousins to come. when two sisters meet = woah. talk talk talk. so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played with the fire cracker today too! i mean my first time la. SG dont have de lo. coz is banned in SG la. like mini fire works lo. it will be nicer if in the night! i wanna play again in the night!! =D played with my baby cousin too. he is really adorable man. he cant stand firmly and walk.. so keep on sort of falling down la.. and he like to take photo!! hahahahahaha. its great to see them lo! really had fun today. pics will be uploaded soon. too lazy to upload now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the rest of the days la! BBQ tml!!! wahahah. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7330338289834761600?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7330338289834761600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7330338289834761600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7330338289834761600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7330338289834761600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year-d-da-nian-chu-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1106233714919553047</id><published>2008-02-06T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:53:20.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i packed my room on cny eve! its neater now. hahaha. clean up my room, changed bedsheet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found my watch!!!!!!! omann. like finally. but i found it not becoz i packed my room, but is becoz i was looking for stone and found it in a very wulu kuku place. dont know who put it there la! ROARS. neh mind i found it already. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steamboat for reunion dinner. eat until over bloated. still FULL now. hahhaa. did not finish everything except the abalone~ heh heh. nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a very good girl, im going to mop the floor now! hahahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1106233714919553047?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1106233714919553047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1106233714919553047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1106233714919553047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1106233714919553047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-packed-my-room-on-cny-eve-its-neater.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-725236350661412449</id><published>2008-02-06T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:52:33.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so fuming mad just now. u nv wan to know how angry i was. i even torture my plush toys. i punched and punched them. but they are still in one piece now. i called up alan and told him wad happened. he really see another side of me. and maybe for the first one who see this side of me. nope i did not scold and vulgarities or curse. even thou wad he said, i din take in but i appreciated it. i though im feeling better. but nope. now i think of it, the feeling is coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, u will drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;if one day your curse really happen, blame it on urself.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i will do it. and you will be guilty for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so seriously regret not going shang hai. how good if i can leave here and take a break. away away away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-725236350661412449?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/725236350661412449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=725236350661412449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/725236350661412449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/725236350661412449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-so-fuming-mad-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8190762312958593962</id><published>2008-02-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:25:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so excited! cny gonna be here soon! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad today woke up fever subsided left sore throat. yogurt pop his head beside my bed and i realised he is smelly lo. he eat nv wipe his mouth clean la. hahaha. must bath before cny!! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bugis to get some stuff before going sch. went down for the meeting. although im late for 45mins. hahaha. after that went down to vanda room for reunion dinner. haha. performance by the lion dance and co. then makan time! hehe. din eat alot, but feel super bloated. haha. games time really hiong lo. our table got alot prizes. hahaa very funny la. im super. sore throat yet i shouted like nobody's business. hahaha. lao yu sheng was fun!!! =D overall was great! congrats kenneth, jenn and alex for ur successful event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway alex yi lu shun feng! better bring smth good back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8190762312958593962?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8190762312958593962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8190762312958593962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8190762312958593962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8190762312958593962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-excited-cny-gonna-be-here-soon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7416146816007064171</id><published>2008-02-04T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:17.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>din go for dental app today. called up and told them abt my fever so they say better to push back the app. means i still have to see that dentist again in april =( . and i went clinic instead. haha. wad a great time to have fever and sore throat! pls recover soon. or maybe shld just pop in 8 panadols and i will recover. haha. jk jk. and im seriously bored at home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy put up those cny deco today! and all those cny goodies are here already too! whoo~ i love cny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6cT77Ky-OI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nzNMuFcQc0w/s1600-h/04022008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163117418019748066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6cT77Ky-OI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nzNMuFcQc0w/s320/04022008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yogurt ong 乳酪.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7416146816007064171?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7416146816007064171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7416146816007064171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7416146816007064171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7416146816007064171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/din-go-for-dental-app-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6cT77Ky-OI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nzNMuFcQc0w/s72-c/04022008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4595022966621735070</id><published>2008-02-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:17.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with dawn at school library to look for recipe. then went to look for brendan and the rest of the guys were there. i think im abit too noisy! and they think im crazy. discussed about fyp. we made 12 choices! really very scared.  waiting for the result during balloting time is really scary. but we got our first choice! lucky dawn got it =D so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to get the ingredients for cupcakes, put it at home and went bugis to meet ww.&lt;br /&gt;shop ard. then went back sk to meet dawn and tgt went to my hse! yogurt is still time same, barking non stop at stranger. haha. started baking at 10pm.. hehe our first time barking cupcakes! very nice lo.. haha. we baked vanilla cupcakes first then chocolate mud. the cupckaes get bigger towards the end. because super tired already! wanna faster finish.. haha. clear up and stuff until ard 4am. then slp! woke up at 8 plus, dawn left for home and im suppose to go back cvss but didn't go.. so stay awake all the way. passed ww the cupcakes at cityhall then went church. feeling very tired. got to know alot more today, really alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDtrKy-LI/AAAAAAAAA64/zpfBckT2M7o/s1600-h/01022008(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162395893578791090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDtrKy-LI/AAAAAAAAA64/zpfBckT2M7o/s320/01022008(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that cupcake is made by us! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDt7Ky-MI/AAAAAAAAA7A/7KxbcAv8pSg/s1600-h/01022008(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162395897873758402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDt7Ky-MI/AAAAAAAAA7A/7KxbcAv8pSg/s320/01022008(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDuLKy-NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FCr8CFAfgsM/s1600-h/02022008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162395902168725714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDuLKy-NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FCr8CFAfgsM/s320/02022008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special request made by ben zhu wan wei. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4595022966621735070?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4595022966621735070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4595022966621735070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4595022966621735070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4595022966621735070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-met-up-with-dawn-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6SDtrKy-LI/AAAAAAAAA64/zpfBckT2M7o/s72-c/01022008(014).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3851208398580094524</id><published>2008-02-01T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:17.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whole day out! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although some * goes $^#$@^ like a mad women early in the morning, it din spoil my mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took free movie tickets from kt then met dawn at somerset. get our tickets at cine and start our shopping trip~ very funny lo. keep thinking of ways to smuggle food it.. and we din even thot of having lunch then watch movie.. cause we got alot of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch 27 dresses. super nice and touching la!! omann. very nice =D then took bus to bugis.. and continue to shop! hehe. then went toa payoh to walk walk. went crystal jade for ramen and xiao long bao. yummy yummy!! and ended up super full. haha. then took a 1hr bus trip home. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6H60rKy-KI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ObamfcY9njU/s1600-h/31012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161682430791448738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6H60rKy-KI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ObamfcY9njU/s320/31012008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*sweetheart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3851208398580094524?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3851208398580094524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3851208398580094524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3851208398580094524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3851208398580094524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/02/whole-day-out-dd-although-some-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R6H60rKy-KI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ObamfcY9njU/s72-c/31012008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-211860760751687659</id><published>2008-01-30T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:03:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yippie&lt;/span&gt;!!! finally over =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. i was like panicking to the max just before exams. okay. blame it on my last min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can really spoil my mood. made a big fuss over the calculator. roars! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;neh&lt;/span&gt; mind.. its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cvss&lt;/span&gt;.. they having training for FD comp.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. lost connect with FD already man. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ahha&lt;/span&gt; those training days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now exams over.. it time to PLAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING MOVIE EATING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TML&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to pack my room too.. T.T ( flooded with notes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also go out with everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; dated! =&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days to play and enjoy. and it will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;itp&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now daddy ask mi wad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; doing for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;itp&lt;/span&gt;.. and i told him, grow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt;. then he say need the farmer hat? he get one for me. FAINTED on the spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-211860760751687659?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/211860760751687659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=211860760751687659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/211860760751687659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/211860760751687659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/yippie-finally-over-d-heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6179806134597134782</id><published>2008-01-28T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:31:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one last paper =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;molgen paper today. is just depend on how much u memo and remb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today just feeling very grumpy after i woke up.. rained just when i was abt to leave hse for sch.. then realise forget to bring calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you lied. im just so happen to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6179806134597134782?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6179806134597134782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6179806134597134782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6179806134597134782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6179806134597134782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-last-paper-molgen-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-879067954544757218</id><published>2008-01-27T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:18:24.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>story of 笨 yogurt part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made me screamed last night at 1.45AM. because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yougurt dont like his bed yet he dont allow us to touch. haha. he bite, bark, scratch his bed. so last night mummy want to disturb him, by faking wanna take his bed.. he jump into his bed immediately. mummy then disturb him again by touching the bed.. and finally.. he jump out and started to bark and chase mummy. LOLS. mummy go into her room and closed the door. then he change his target to me! oman.. all along i was just there to laugh lo.. never disturb him.haha.. he chase after me and made mi jump up my bed and scream at 1.45am. hahahaha. walao recently he is really very fierce can.. i think must be i pull his tail for too many times already. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im spending $$ like nobody business. sob sob.. mummy gonna chop me once she see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE MORE DAYS TO FREEDOM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause im being too impulsive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-879067954544757218?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/879067954544757218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=879067954544757218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/879067954544757218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/879067954544757218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-of-yogurt-part-ii-he-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2437890765852306183</id><published>2008-01-25T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:45:22.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling super lazy. like since last night until now?! cant get down and focus on my notes. and feeling alittle bit frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best if i can have a cup of mocha frapp now. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2437890765852306183?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2437890765852306183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2437890765852306183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2437890765852306183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2437890765852306183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/oman.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3327974979301024641</id><published>2008-01-24T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:36:08.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*smelly, hungry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was so damn hilarious. i was so bored after studying too much, decided to disturb yogurt. he was playing with himself, then i took and tissue and began to irritate him. haha. but dont know why no respond.. then suddenly! he get up and start barking at me and chasing me ard!! hahahaha. keep chasing me lo... until i stand on a chair. and sis carried him away. super naughty rite. then next min i called for yogurt~.. then he ran into my room and play with me.. -_-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today reached sch very early. met dawn like one hr before paper. super stress and nervous lo.. and i kept laughing. need to distress. i think i freak her out. haha. then the guys came and start talking and talking abt the chim chim terms.. making me more nervous. oh well they saved me too! cause they gave me to memo the fungus thingy 10mins before paper!! if not can say bye bye to my 8marks already. although i din write alot but at least got some marks rite. haha. BUT the mcq super difficult! the qs like from mars.. nv see before one. alot ppl say so okies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime before exam sure diarrhoea. since last night man. but was fine after paper! haha. same thing happen before my first paper lo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO more. cant wait. haha! lots of things wanna do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look up to the sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3327974979301024641?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3327974979301024641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3327974979301024641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3327974979301024641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3327974979301024641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/smelly-hungry-last-night-was-so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8221738082790552641</id><published>2008-01-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:13:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love app micro so much tt it is driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;i cld not understand why. why no one supported my decision. now really is just a 'i dont know' stage. im very &lt;s&gt;affected&lt;/s&gt;. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8221738082790552641?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8221738082790552641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8221738082790552641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8221738082790552641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8221738082790552641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-app-micro-so-much-tt-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8208604070486229587</id><published>2008-01-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:53:15.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one down! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like night paper. haha. dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today whole day feeling super nervous. really. kept on going to the toilet.. plant sciences paper.. i dont know is easy or difficult.. i only know i died on the last qs =( aiyayayayyaa. study hard for next paper la!! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiawen believe in urself! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8208604070486229587?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8208604070486229587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8208604070486229587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8208604070486229587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8208604070486229587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-down-i-like-night-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4562936837717300554</id><published>2008-01-19T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:12:55.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to eugene's church. was a outreach. yep yep i enjoyed myself lots. bonding games and movie.  the ppl there are real nice. we chat as if we known each other for long and chatted super long. haha. i'm so glad to get to know ppl there! =D yesh yesh i truly enjoyed myself. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my notes. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope exams will be over soon!!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4562936837717300554?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4562936837717300554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4562936837717300554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4562936837717300554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4562936837717300554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-went-to-eugenes-church.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-33881130784344172</id><published>2008-01-18T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:13:21.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going dental app very sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobbb. nearly faint sia. the dentist super rough lo. roars. and made the edge of my lip red and alittle bit swollen. faint. now is my gum and lip in pain!! i happily forgotten tt my gum are anesthetized. and i thot it dont hurt after putting the temp crown inside. so after an hour.. i began to feel pain and i wonder why and until kevin told me, the effect gone already wad. THEN is the time i realised how clever am i hur! acc kevin to bugis and i cant stop saying pain. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last app. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-33881130784344172?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/33881130784344172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=33881130784344172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/33881130784344172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/33881130784344172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-dental-app-very-sucky.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1573546606333951990</id><published>2008-01-17T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T13:03:32.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw some pics. and i miss those old good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1573546606333951990?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1573546606333951990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1573546606333951990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1573546606333951990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1573546606333951990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/saw-some-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7341190060184949581</id><published>2008-01-14T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:55:13.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today.. tired. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess audrey's project are quite good. and ahha other ppl aiming for it too. lols. fypfypfyp. dont know wad to choose. bc ppl are very irritating and childish. roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to rafflescity with jenn xy and her bf. then dg with jenn. argh. just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugmugmug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ppl are just.. so clever. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7341190060184949581?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7341190060184949581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7341190060184949581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7341190060184949581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7341190060184949581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/today.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6555806516523790192</id><published>2008-01-12T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:52:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whole week was just study study study. more to come. mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to help out for open house. met xinyu at 2pm then find joseph chan. alex was there too. wahahaha. so qiao lo. we all under same de. but they started since 9.30. heh heh. and we slacked ard for 2 1/2 hrs!! coz we only need to bring the parents ard. haha. crap ard with joseph chan then play with xy.. then bully alex.. yea we passed our time like tt. playing with xy is a super throw face. no face already. the lecturers looked at us as if we were freak la!!! lucky no more chem lesson le. wahahahaha. heez. wanted to look for weiyao. but not at booth! slacking in the club lor. xy went off early. lucky got alex. i like talking to the parents! telling them abt sch stuff. haha. and tell them biotech not good. lols. i didn't la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging!!! exam will be over soon. heez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6555806516523790192?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6555806516523790192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6555806516523790192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6555806516523790192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6555806516523790192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/whole-week-was-just-study-study-study.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7429944339858617701</id><published>2008-01-08T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:01:57.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess things are great and got better for her, for them now =)&lt;br /&gt;dont know why but i just feel happy. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully exams will be over soon and i got lots of things wanna do!&lt;br /&gt;then CNY will be here (love it)&lt;br /&gt;and itp ($$) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the approaching of exams and cny, reminds me of ah gong's death anniversary coming soon too.&lt;br /&gt;how fast. its already 1 year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7429944339858617701?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7429944339858617701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7429944339858617701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7429944339858617701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7429944339858617701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-guess-things-are-great-and-got-better.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3564666521402528926</id><published>2008-01-07T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:17:35.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>biostat presentation over! super lame. present to lecturer only. and lucky i din wear formal. miscomm here and there nia. 1 hr lecture after tt  home swt home. bath then slp! so nice to slp la. haha. then played with yogurt tgt with mummy. haha. tt dog ar.. just like a baby lo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy is back today =)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6509614816156348812</id><published>2008-01-06T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T01:30:32.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! i really freak out. really. i finally found the MOTHER FLEA. afternoon was playing with yogurt's ear and touched smth round? freak out la. i thot was like tumor or wad lo. coz quite big. then when sis reached home asked her to see. she also thot yogurt's ear grow smth out. but look carefully was a super duper big mother flea. like golden beetle. we were like omggg. super scary can. haha. took it out and bleed abit. it was at a very hidden place lo. then with 2 baby flea. cause tt day already send him for grooming. then this week got flea again.. always at ear area.. really hope no more flea and tick la!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6509614816156348812?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6509614816156348812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6509614816156348812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6509614816156348812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6509614816156348812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg-i-really-freak-out.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3002035312864303820</id><published>2008-01-05T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:00:37.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 6am today! haha. met xy law chinhao at bugis. went to collect those flag day thingy. ahha we were the first! hahaha. then went makan and start work! hahahahaha. feeling super tired nia. really. not too bad la. just the few that are so..... haha. the rest are nice. but we only did for like 1 hr? then went to rest. today really dont have the very motivated mood. super tired. must be ytd nv rest enuff! hahaha. went national library den suntec and back bugis to return. hahaha. and makan! anyway, the stickers are nice! each sticker is a different one. haha. is abt hand sign. because is donate to the deaf association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my subway cookies! hahaha. craving since dont know when la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3002035312864303820?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3002035312864303820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3002035312864303820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3002035312864303820'/><link rel='self' 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will happen!! omg. faint. but what to do leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the most tiring day!! slp at 3 plus last night and woke up at 6. super tired la. first quiz osrm. #$%&amp;amp;*%$. she is a freak. really. then mol gene qiuz. not easy nia. haish. by then me already half dead le can. went gems. then check app micro results str after. with kenneth and the guys. HAHA. first i saw the agar i spread ytd. look like waffle la!! roars. next the tso asked wad bacteria i put in the medium coz the colonies very weird. mi myself also dont know leh. seriously. haha.  then started chatting. with the tso also. very funny. so me kennneht dr jerome and tso started chatting and stuff. then i saw brendan and ben doing the datasheet. so funny la. they like wanna fight lo.. anyway.. then we talked abt doggies. one day i will sure bring yogurt out to scare dr. let him see yogurt de li hai! hahaha. is fun talking to them la. haha. went back club chiong datasheet. by the time i hand in was already 6pm le. mc meeting. mc meeting ended at 8.30... din rest for the whole day lo.. from 9am to 8.30pm.. faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall slp early tonight nia! flag day early in the morning tml! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss going pasar malam with you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3568629967628880098?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3568629967628880098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3568629967628880098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3568629967628880098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3568629967628880098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/checked-my-itp-placement.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-9119088876504884807</id><published>2008-01-03T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T02:11:51.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh. super stress and irritated. roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.03am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. haven finish studying. wanna take a break. 2 quiz later on. ahha dont ask mi why m i studying last min. because got stress = got motivation. lols. ytd was first day of school. normal lo. haha. but reach home really chiong all datasheets. heh heh. today's prac was really a torture. i think i just anyhow streak a wrong bacteria on the medium and there i put it to incubate. haha. tml then see how la. lols. tml gonna be a long day man. MC meeting at 6. sat flag day in the morning. under stress will make me eat alot alot. and im not feeling good now. boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy taking 8am's flight. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-9119088876504884807?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/9119088876504884807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=9119088876504884807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/9119088876504884807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/9119088876504884807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2894192200582367085</id><published>2008-01-01T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:32:41.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. my last day of 2007 and first day of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is the lucky one that spend with me? of cuz is the xinfu de wanwei lo! haha. met up with her at 8 plus.. headed to get a good place and settle down. but the crowd was aleady like.. wow. haha. but we got a.. not too bad place. haha. sat down and talk talk talk. then very interesting. there is this 2 grp of ppl beside us. one is i think a family from indo and the other is a grp of guys. just finish o i guess. haha. i think those small boys are learning card tricks from one of the guy from indo. then they decided to perform on us. i was like omg. my amazement for cardtricks was gone long long time ago with pk liao. so there will be no effect doing this on me! but still they wan us to be their audience. but i dont know how to react after the tricks. cause i dont feel amazed by it. but still they are nice la. haha. me and ww dont wan to stop talking so they wun ask us.. but... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my countdown was with WW. haha. watched the fireworks. really love it man. so near yet so far. haha. well this year really watch thru out. because forget to bring camera so din film down. haah. fireworks over, everyone leaving. really hell. ALOT of ppl lo. i seriously think is worse then last year. omggggg. kana trap inside for like 1hr? faint. i super paranoid. bacause ppl are spraying that thingy ard. aiya dont know the name. haha. i very scared la.. so i rather let those ppl passed first and keep looking ard. very funny. haha. walk walk walk.. and saw bernard and saw sinyan. tt super junior first thing he said was.. after 2 years u are still the same. my height. roars. wanted to go to tcc @ clarke quay. but we saw one at boat quay. tt tcc super nice. is a art gallary. omgg really love there la. haha. had our drinks and snacks. wanted to trake trian back.. but tt place too nice already.. so we say take nite rider home because can go back later. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt place very comfortable. and we had nice talk. heez. left tt place ard 2 plus.. walked down to settlers and down to centrl to take bus. my bus came and i was like.. omgg. FULL. drive din open the front door.. but the back door instead. and the ppl just chiong in la. faint. then daddy called just when i was staring at the bus. hehe. he just finish his mahjong session. so came to fetch me and ww home! so shuang! home sweet home at 4 plus.. woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet heh. my last moment of 2007 and first moment was spent with my dearest ww. heez. ppl dont jealous of her okies. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cut my hair today!! super short. hahaha. very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went celebrate daddy's birthday in advance too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2894192200582367085?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2894192200582367085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2894192200582367085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2894192200582367085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2894192200582367085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7867346927218832385</id><published>2008-01-01T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T05:08:50.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO 2008, GOODBYE 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2007. a bad one indeed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off badly.with the leaving of ah gong. and just 2 days before exams. but brought the cousins tgt and closer. =) i still get over with it! when the stress of exams coming at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then is a very major and serious thing tt happen. invlove alot of ppl. and my dearest too. quarrels, backstab, tears, lies and truth. the very ugly side. and dont even know who to believe. saw so many faces of ppl. but because of such things, true friends will stand by you! or shall i say is a blessing in disguise? because of this become real good friend with alex! hahaha. because the whole period he was there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year involved in alot alot of events. and became the mc too. F&amp;amp;H, Fo, daytour, NBE, talentime, IC.. and so! made great friends and became close with them! cindy xinyu jenn alan lawrence kl. knowing them really brighten up my days. =D really tiring for the continuous of events.. but friends always stood by me and help. i really love them lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz the highlight of the year! LTC 07!!! really really the best days of the year. the days i will never ever forget. the ppl are all great great ppl. i always miss those days. the pictures and esp the videos. always make me laugh. and i really miss them lots. the place, the things we do tgt.. our dance, our raft, our castle, our jokes.... alot alot more. i will have endless things to talk abt ltc. and because of ltc make me feel tt being a mc is worth it. hahaha. cahuila, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and welcome yogurt to our family! always wanted a dog since young. and finally! well yogurt is very naughty and fierce.. but will shiver when there is thunder and aeroplane fly past. haha. tts him lo. but still love him lots. and having a dog is really not easy job. but we will take up the responsibility! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gain alot of friendship.. but i realised im getting very far away from someone.. did you realise it? i think if nobody gonna talk abt it.. we going to be stranger very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the best mth is really december. wedding dinners celebration and fun fun fun. i just enjoy my december to the max. my birthday celebration was a most memorable one. i really thanks each and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they took away my sadness and got me happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WanWei, i got lots to say abt her. and is because of event, we got to know each other, because of events we get closer.. she listen to my sadness, i share my happiness with her. my saikang cum study partner.. all the ugly things we did tgt.. alot alot alot of memories between us! always dont wan to go home after going out with her.. and all our little secrets. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex, all major things tt happen in my life this year he will always be there.. he is the only one tt witness my tears. almost everytime in this year.. i always remb this and nv forget! although unhappy things happen but i believe only true friends will quarrel. because we care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how we can be super good friends. because we dont see each other everyday and yet updated with each other's life! and this two best of best friends gonna graduate real soon. i believe our friendship will last de. even when we are far apart.. if we put in effort, it will be possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neh i din forget sweetheart, dawn. although in different class but we are still as close! always there and always got very irritated by me.. but she still love me lo. haha. me too la! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo gonna end my yr 2 soon. they say yr2 is a very xiong year. for me is a very happening year. really. haha. and of cuz very tired because of some stuff. over is over. lesson learnt and continue with my life. i learnt it thru the hard way and so the stronger i am now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 will be a great year! forget about all unhappiness in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start afresh from now. life will be a better one. and i need a change. hahahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. good grades for studies&lt;br /&gt;2. everything goes well for fyp&lt;br /&gt;3. get my driving license&lt;br /&gt;4. good health for everyone in the family and the love ones&lt;br /&gt;5. be happy&lt;br /&gt;6. secret. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i din left anything out? hmmm. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7867346927218832385?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7867346927218832385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7867346927218832385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7867346927218832385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7867346927218832385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-2008-goodbye-2007-my-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6403869441696909341</id><published>2007-12-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:46:07.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting ppl do make our life interesting. but after long they will just make ppl tired. haha. nope nth happen. just my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said. there is always a reason for a cause. understand it before u dislike them. but well, the hurt is already there. knowing more things din make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant judge a person by his/her past or by listening. and i wun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired. just wan to be in the own world of mine. with the love ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hope all the prediction wun happen. hopefully it will be a peaceful 2008. hope all my love ones will be protected. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl are just nice. treated me good. simply good. some are really funny. once treated them very good and they took it for granted. decided tt, they somehow dont deserve it. and now things happened the other way round. well, is the small things tt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to maintain a friendship is really not by words only.. is the action, is the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes living can be very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonononono nth happen okies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. coming real soon! hope it will be a better year! coz 2007 is a very bad year lor.. but there are still good memories. =) heh heh. i shall summarise abt my 2007 soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6403869441696909341?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6403869441696909341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6403869441696909341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6403869441696909341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6403869441696909341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-5798085289902977005</id><published>2007-12-30T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T04:16:52.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4.06am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish clearing all the rubbish and packed everything nicely. hehe. and just bath. yea at this hr. haha. before parents coming back in hrs time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy and alan really saved me lo. they super steady and on la! haha. ask them wanted to lim ko pi.. but ended up eating dinner. met at cp.. wanted to eat sakae, but the q super long.. then went FC.. but suddenly got craving for pepper lunch so cindy suggested hg mall. so great! everyone agreed to go there. haha. reached there, i changed my mind again! went ajisen instead. hehe. i was like so super duper bloated after tt. haha. no more space to desert. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a place and started our lim ko pi session. no kopi la.. just chat. hahaa. so nice to chat with them lo! hahaha. travel back to sk, went cindy's hse void deck to continue.. chat until 12 plus and she need to go home.. so me and alan continue at my hse area.. and very funny. me went home already and he say wanna continue chatting.. so continue at my hse! he so scared of yogurt! so so funny. HAHA. we got so much to talk la. dont noe why. coz he is talkative. haha. then chat until 3am plus.. and here i am.. no longer feeling tired le. omann. but feeling abit hungry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ignorance is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-5798085289902977005?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5798085289902977005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=5798085289902977005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5798085289902977005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5798085289902977005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/4.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6682712031022601785</id><published>2007-12-29T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:46:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>real bad day. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate being alone at home. seriously. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6682712031022601785?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6682712031022601785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6682712031022601785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6682712031022601785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6682712031022601785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/real-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7298872253874420752</id><published>2007-12-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:33:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>parents left for genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to stock up the kitchen with food! haha. somemore now is study period, must prepare. haha. but alot of unhealthy food (alot instant stuff). but.. neh mind la! haha. im studying at a very slow speed lo.. booo. study study study. im not ready for any of the quiz. how great. =) i think i slp too much. tts why so tired and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jiawen very irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kw-AY_5y86/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kw-AY_5y86/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in love with this song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7298872253874420752?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7298872253874420752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7298872253874420752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7298872253874420752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7298872253874420752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/parents-left-for-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8047493553764397520</id><published>2007-12-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:21.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;APPRECIATION DINNER '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesh i wore the same dress! haha. coz on budget lo. daddy drove me cindy and alan there. so cmi. daddy drop us at khatib mrt station and none of us realise can. we are meeting at yishun mrt station btw.. roars. neh mind. so meet up with the rest of the mcs and travel to orchid country club! second time there, but this time rd not to the grand ball room. the one next to it. haha. which i forget the name! haha. well we were the first to reach! haha. so nth to do means take photo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waited quite long before we can enter.. so self entertain. me jenn xinyu really played ard lo.. and they outcast us! haha. we were just abit noisy leh. haha. then they got this tattoo thing! very cool lo. we got the same one. haha. and we waited til very hungry. and cls also the first the to do the tattoo thing. haha. our table position very good. just next to the stage. haha. the emcee is really good. better then ADD one. then the activity also very fun. more interactive i shld say. we cheered when annabel kenneth cindy went up stage. haha. me xinyu jenn were thinking of cheers before tt lo. and they pretend they dont know us la! grrr. anyway very proud of our cheers. haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we ate lesser and lesser lo. dont know why very full. maybe all the laughing and screaming. haha! oya! their service also better! and i din win the lucky draw again lo.. very sian.. first prize ipod touch nia. daddy drove us back home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZP7nGcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/DxFlPAg5kzs/s1600-h/DSCF0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148689030718101954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZP7nGcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/DxFlPAg5kzs/s320/DSCF0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MC formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZf7nGdI/AAAAAAAAA44/TetjdgYfV_4/s1600-h/DSCF0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148689035013069266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZf7nGdI/AAAAAAAAA44/TetjdgYfV_4/s320/DSCF0609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC informal. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZv7nGeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/tlIDUl3oGIk/s1600-h/DSCF0616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148689039308036578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZv7nGeI/AAAAAAAAA5A/tlIDUl3oGIk/s320/DSCF0616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZ_7nGfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/SPtJ3XLQfWs/s1600-h/DSCF0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148689043603003890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZ_7nGfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/SPtJ3XLQfWs/s320/DSCF0617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSwP7nGgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9lRtcBSkdnM/s1600-h/DSCF0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690525366721026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSwP7nGgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9lRtcBSkdnM/s320/DSCF0618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSwv7nGhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yqbPui1U94s/s1600-h/DSCF0643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690533956655634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSwv7nGhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yqbPui1U94s/s320/DSCF0643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. but got meaning behind it de rite jenn? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSxP7nGiI/AAAAAAAAA5g/hFgzOfJ8wqM/s1600-h/DSCF0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690542546590242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSxP7nGiI/AAAAAAAAA5g/hFgzOfJ8wqM/s320/DSCF0645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deng deng! tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT9v7nGoI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/pRGkzpFKKF0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691856806582914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT9v7nGoI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/pRGkzpFKKF0/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very act cool hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSxf7nGjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8xcSjXpcee8/s1600-h/DSCF0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690546841557554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSxf7nGjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8xcSjXpcee8/s320/DSCF0646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jw jenn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSx_7nGkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/2idLrv9imyk/s1600-h/DSCF0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690555431492162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PSx_7nGkI/AAAAAAAAA5w/2idLrv9imyk/s320/DSCF0647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinday very cool leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PrtP7nGqI/AAAAAAAAA6g/YTJfVKH7_p4/s1600-h/DSCF0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148717961617808034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PrtP7nGqI/AAAAAAAAA6g/YTJfVKH7_p4/s320/DSCF0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so qiao. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT8f7nGlI/AAAAAAAAA54/d_0IFjdQDZI/s1600-h/DSCF0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691835331746386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT8f7nGlI/AAAAAAAAA54/d_0IFjdQDZI/s320/DSCF0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great great laugh at him! HAHAHAHA. tt tattoo at his breast. omg. plus his botak head! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT8_7nGmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/3cJmSzrnbc4/s1600-h/DSCF0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691843921680994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PT8_7nGmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/3cJmSzrnbc4/s320/DSCF0663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gave super nice mask! (theme : masquerade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3Prtf7nGrI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Sut4ocD8K-s/s1600-h/DSCF0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148717965912775346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3Prtf7nGrI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Sut4ocD8K-s/s320/DSCF0664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PWe_7nGpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/lYMr86lvV44/s1600-h/27122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148694627060488850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PWe_7nGpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/lYMr86lvV44/s320/27122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRY_7nGbI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nNPv0W0lFpg/s1600-h/DSC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3PRZP7nGcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/DxFlPAg5kzs/s72-c/DSCF0608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-396708321137542620</id><published>2007-12-27T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halfway done with the present. tired already. haha.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yogurt played with neighbour's dog. haha. omg. male on male humping. lols. the dog nearly pee on me.. -_-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now brought yogurt down for a walk.. and he get to know new friend. and i got to know new friend to! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3KQ3_7nGYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/P09XY37on08/s1600-h/26122007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148336615766563202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3KQ3_7nGYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/P09XY37on08/s320/26122007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3KQ5v7nGZI/AAAAAAAAA4c/N-ANK82cQYs/s1600-h/26122007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148336645831334290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3KQ5v7nGZI/AAAAAAAAA4c/N-ANK82cQYs/s320/26122007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wan to smell each others' butt. haha. 3 doggies. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-396708321137542620?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;last night meet up with alan kl jenn kiantat at 1030pm. stupid alan late. made me lose my bet. roars. anyway very funny. we were all wearing christmas colour. haha. me alan wore green, kl kiantat wore red and jenn is the present. haha. proceed to settlers. we wanted WW to serve us and keep on disturbing her la. haha. we super noisy la. other ppl complain abt us. lols. super high when we played ugly doll. haha. very noisy and violent. haha. we stay until 2 plus and went over to speakers' corner to find alvin. he prepared alot of food la. really thanks alot! so got our mini party. but we waited for WW and kevin to fang gong. all of us super tired and start to talk crap le lo. haha. when they came we jiu start eating. haha weird timing to eat actually.. got donut, cake, chips and wine. then waited for first train to go home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;super tired nia.. slp until 3 plus. haha. christmas party later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C3Yv7nGSI/AAAAAAAAA3k/ubV2AtdlERY/s1600-h/JW1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C5yv7nGTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/SieLfarnJEo/s1600-h/DSCF0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147818655595567410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C5yv7nGTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/SieLfarnJEo/s320/DSCF0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;us at settlers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C5y_7nGUI/AAAAAAAAA30/NfrcYBHbUNU/s1600-h/DSCF0599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147818659890534722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C5y_7nGUI/AAAAAAAAA30/NfrcYBHbUNU/s320/DSCF0599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the workers. haha no la. with WW and Kevin! must work hard to yang wo okies! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C7xf7nGVI/AAAAAAAAA38/VNm5seTSlNQ/s1600-h/24122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147820833143986514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C7xf7nGVI/AAAAAAAAA38/VNm5seTSlNQ/s320/24122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you! =D sweetheart give de. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-9031166638382170367?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R3C5yv7nGTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/SieLfarnJEo/s72-c/DSCF0554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4124205475618853785</id><published>2007-12-23T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:50:29.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh its sunday! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up din go out. booo. but i made cookies today! hahaha. but anyway the first plate was like.. errr.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met laopo and alan starbucks @ cp to lim kopi. haha! let them try my cookies! wahahha they say it was nice okay!! although it din look very nice. heez. baking so fun la. told mummy i wan to bake every week. and she say.. you better dont! haha. coz kitchen is in a mess. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quite looking forward to AD actually. not the event but because we will be sitting as a whole as the MC. i do enjoy their company. not exactly close with everyone but at least its fun with them. lets have fun on that day! and pray hard for lucky draw!! hehehe. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4124205475618853785?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4124205475618853785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4124205475618853785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4124205475618853785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4124205475618853785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-its-sunday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4364353331122160815</id><published>2007-12-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:27:56.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today super stupid la. wanted to take bus to yck and yet i tap into the mrt station and almost board the train la. grrrrr. so tap out again and take bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alex at yck and he taught me how to walk to SSDC. went down there to register and book date for my btt. oman.. need to wait for 3mths! dont know why i so ben lo. choose wrong date, stupid alex also nv stop me.. but end up got change la. haha. then got craving for bar chor mee! haha. so went makan. and we walked to amk! and talked alot. very very very long since we got such talk already. hmmm. took train to clarke quay to meet WW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis to return costume. then went down orchard to makan. keep meeting nice ppl ard! haha =D then we got ice cream! woots. haha. walk ard. ran ard at orchard street la. so throw face can. haha. WW ar~~ haha. anyway saw the havaianas booth and there got the limited ed flipflops. very nice lor! but yea its ex, $49.90.. haha. decided i cant spend money already. sobbb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my big bag. waahahhaahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4364353331122160815?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4364353331122160815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4364353331122160815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4364353331122160815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4364353331122160815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-super-stupid-la.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1063081041985318798</id><published>2007-12-20T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:23.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLS ADD&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; - Hilton hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanwei came my house first! ahha as usual.. yoghurt was very fierce with his suer loud barking. wahahhaha. but food settle it all. haha. hairdo, make up and we were kind of late. haha. daddy drove us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went up to the hotel room and put stuff. went up to the ballroom. omg. ww super throw face la. hahaha. but because she was real pretty last night. haha. the whole thing started, me and jingen so freaking hungry. but their speech was so so long!! anyway me and jingen really self high. haha. worse is, ppl ard us all very quiet one. which made us like abit kuku la. haha. but neh mind. must make the best out of the worse. haha. food wasn't that bad after all. we just keep eating alot. and super embarrassing things happen. -_-!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when ww went up to the stage i scream like nobody's business la. haha. she went up 2 times! fot the best dress, she really the wonderwoman lah. haha. carried the chair up! so funny! haha. me and jingen practically just took the whole piece of stickers and just keep pasting. hahahaha!! and she is the prom queen! =DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after everything wanted to go clubbing but after walking.. me and ww decided we shld go and watch movie. haha. watched golden compass. and ate popcorn! haha. the moive very nice! and this time rd i din fell aslp! haha. met up with alex coz his classmates going home. and so.. the three of us walked all the way from orchard to clarkquay. hahaha. it was far la. on the way saw some kuku having some car race. but i was like wow la. hahaha. and i really cannot take it la! so took off my shoe and walk on the street. hahaha. after long walk, we went clarke quay mac. haha. then went off to wait for first train. saw clarence and friends. and took same train home with bernard. haha. got quite alot of things to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reach home. very siann. must take out all the hair pins, remove make up, wash my hair 2times, dry my hair .. then i can slp! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year din take alot of pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-ev7nGLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/PDsWnWOlmdI/s1600-h/DSCF0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145923853463525554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-ev7nGLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/PDsWnWOlmdI/s320/DSCF0533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MCs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-e_7nGMI/AAAAAAAAA20/O3nsVFIXpzA/s1600-h/DSCF0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145923857758492866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-e_7nGMI/AAAAAAAAA20/O3nsVFIXpzA/s320/DSCF0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg. i kissed the prom queen heh! haha1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-hP7nGNI/AAAAAAAAA28/sj1XBQKI1_0/s1600-h/DSCF0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145923896413198546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-hP7nGNI/AAAAAAAAA28/sj1XBQKI1_0/s320/DSCF0539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-hf7nGOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/gvKecrI8XuI/s1600-h/DSCF0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145923900708165858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-hf7nGOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/gvKecrI8XuI/s320/DSCF0544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. we took dont how many poics infront this big mirror. heez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2oAdf7nGQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/FFEEyVVCxYk/s1600-h/DSCF0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145926031011944706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2oAdf7nGQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/FFEEyVVCxYk/s320/DSCF0540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xin fu ba! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-ef7nGKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/84P2l6vynf4/s1600-h/DSCF0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145923849168558242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-ef7nGKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/84P2l6vynf4/s320/DSCF0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2oBD_7nGRI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KNiTWTFE-Dw/s1600-h/DSCF0538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145926692436908306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2oBD_7nGRI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KNiTWTFE-Dw/s320/DSCF0538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alvin: faster! very tiring leh!. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1063081041985318798?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1063081041985318798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1063081041985318798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1063081041985318798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1063081041985318798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/cls-add-07-hilton-hotel-wanwei-came-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2n-ev7nGLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/PDsWnWOlmdI/s72-c/DSCF0533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2320402020519433349</id><published>2007-12-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:23.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drag myself to brush teeth and stuff. met dawn at orchard. she passed me the dress and went shopping ard. we went for waffles at gelare! haha. this time rd blueberry cheesecake! heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FINALLY i got myself the bag! wahahaha. so happy! my birthday present for myself. heez. i stil think is very expensive. but nehmind. coz already bought it! WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2fXRP7nGJI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Fhfp4F6VHhs/s1600-h/DSCF0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2320402020519433349?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2320402020519433349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2320402020519433349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2320402020519433349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2320402020519433349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/drag-myself-to-brush-teeth-and-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-5484286815102391057</id><published>2007-12-18T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:25.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with alex avin wayne shuzhen at rafflescity. they are shopping for ADD stuff. ahha. im late. went off to MS and parted. me and alex waited for WW to come. and we went kenny ronger. eat and talked! mostly is alex talking la. haha. and we ate til super bloated. haha. walked to clarke quay. went crazy elephant. my first time to a pub leh!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEY REALLY SURPRISED ME. alan alvin jenn kevin xinyu came in with a cake and sang a super loud birthday song for me! I WAS SUPER DUPER REALLY TOUCH. oman. i din know they are coming la! all along only thot tt just the three of us!  i teared alittle bit. and i regretted so much. coz they gonna laugh at me for the rest of the days. hhaa. they planned it all. and i was real stupid. me and ww was walking to the pub and they din know we were walking that direction and they were standing ard there and saw us. and i din see them at all!!! omg. must get a spec already. they saw us and ww saw them. except me. they really stunned me. ordered three jar of alcohol. a song was delicated to me from the live band! haha. im so guilty to make them pay so much. really. i only drank 2 cups and my face already turn red. haha. but not drunk! heez. and i kissed them! girls only. haha! the 4 guys nearly went into female toilet! haha. they simply followed one after another la. haha. throw face wor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im seriously very very touch and really appreciated eveything. it was really a wonderful night and with all my darlings! A BIG BIG THANK YOU TO EVERYONE. ALAN ALEX ALVIN JENNIFER KEVIN XINYU WANWEI !!!!! AND THANKS FOR ALL THE PRESENTS. I LOVE IT ALOT! =DD thanks for making my 18th birthday a memorable one. thanks alot. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home saw pk and chun ren! haha. so qiao! really crap on the train la. haha. pk wanted send me home but i din wan to. haha. anyway thanks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a00_7nF9I/AAAAAAAAA08/-snBGgrcitQ/s1600-h/DSCF0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998446925027282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a00_7nF9I/AAAAAAAAA08/-snBGgrcitQ/s320/DSCF0435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a01f7nF-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/UslDwKhZHGs/s1600-h/DSCF0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998455514961890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a01f7nF-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/UslDwKhZHGs/s320/DSCF0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanwei jiawen alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a01v7nF_I/AAAAAAAAA1M/tf7naRCKddM/s1600-h/DSCF0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998459809929202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a01v7nF_I/AAAAAAAAA1M/tf7naRCKddM/s320/DSCF0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha! in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a02P7nGAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/j9KznwUZLxM/s1600-h/DSCF0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998468399863810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a02P7nGAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/j9KznwUZLxM/s320/DSCF0444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super stun and touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a02v7nGBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/98RcPjGZgTY/s1600-h/DSCF0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144998476989798418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a02v7nGBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/98RcPjGZgTY/s320/DSCF0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Y_7nGCI/AAAAAAAAA1k/17m0UEScxcY/s1600-h/DSCF0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145001264423573538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Y_7nGCI/AAAAAAAAA1k/17m0UEScxcY/s320/DSCF0450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanwei jiawen alex alan jennifer xinyu alvin kevin!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Zf7nGDI/AAAAAAAAA1s/CXpofKet6BY/s1600-h/DSCF0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145001273013508146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Zf7nGDI/AAAAAAAAA1s/CXpofKet6BY/s320/DSCF0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts how red my face was. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Z_7nGEI/AAAAAAAAA10/7libIFOz0x0/s1600-h/DSCF0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145001281603442754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3Z_7nGEI/AAAAAAAAA10/7libIFOz0x0/s320/DSCF0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3av7nGFI/AAAAAAAAA18/5BklZ6I3ix0/s1600-h/DSCF0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145001294488344658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3av7nGFI/AAAAAAAAA18/5BklZ6I3ix0/s320/DSCF0488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3bP7nGGI/AAAAAAAAA2E/yj-ZPjHZKCo/s1600-h/DSCF0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145001303078279266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a3bP7nGGI/AAAAAAAAA2E/yj-ZPjHZKCo/s320/DSCF0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its us again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a5yP7nGII/AAAAAAAAA2U/fkRfNQxIrrw/s1600-h/pp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003897238526082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a5yP7nGII/AAAAAAAAA2U/fkRfNQxIrrw/s320/pp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a5xv7nGHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/h3ApuwLMDrk/s1600-h/DSCF04941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003888648591474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a5xv7nGHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/h3ApuwLMDrk/s320/DSCF04941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a last thank you to each and everyone of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-5484286815102391057?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5484286815102391057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=5484286815102391057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5484286815102391057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5484286815102391057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-met-up-with-alex-avin-wayne.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2a00_7nF9I/AAAAAAAAA08/-snBGgrcitQ/s72-c/DSCF0435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7560449787901082509</id><published>2007-12-16T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:25.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. finally im 18 already! so can watch m18 le hor. haha. so can do alot of things already. haha. but i want to stay forever 18. haha. coz next yr jiu old already. heez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner with my family at NYNY! finally man. super long time din makan tgt outside already. eat until bloated. haha. daddy's angbao was like wow. LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;received alot alot of wishes! and of cuz from ppl whom i least expected! haha. very very happy cuz they remb! heez. =DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2UuLv7nF7I/AAAAAAAAA0s/I1H1sftswTg/s1600-h/DSCF0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144568928720590770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2UuLv7nF7I/AAAAAAAAA0s/I1H1sftswTg/s320/DSCF0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2UuMP7nF8I/AAAAAAAAA00/YWLFMrteOd0/s1600-h/DSCF0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144568937310525378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2UuMP7nF8I/AAAAAAAAA00/YWLFMrteOd0/s320/DSCF0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7560449787901082509?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7560449787901082509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7560449787901082509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7560449787901082509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7560449787901082509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-18th-birthday-to-me-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2UuLv7nF7I/AAAAAAAAA0s/I1H1sftswTg/s72-c/DSCF0414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3115370101358972220</id><published>2007-12-15T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:28.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;miss yee's wedding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that freaking shoe making my feet pain like hell. haha. saw minghui on the way, he sprain his ankle again man. pls take good care!! anyway, met at dover mrt stat tgt and went off to the church. oh well shes really cute! haha. prayers, take pics, eat. haha. saw quite alot of ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that the guys went pool-ing, me dawn ziyan went orchard. oman i haven get my dress yet. i saw one! but super expensive. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lots of pics today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaV_7nFxI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CtZw8Ph7GY8/s1600-h/DSCF0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195270860805906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaV_7nFxI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CtZw8Ph7GY8/s320/DSCF0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVP7nFuI/AAAAAAAAAzE/qbrKDTlO6Q0/s1600-h/DSCF0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195257975903970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVP7nFuI/AAAAAAAAAzE/qbrKDTlO6Q0/s320/DSCF0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with the couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVf7nFvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/dlDHPb7uGjs/s1600-h/DSCF0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195262270871282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVf7nFvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/dlDHPb7uGjs/s320/DSCF0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVv7nFwI/AAAAAAAAAzU/P-dklOSGi4I/s1600-h/DSCF0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195266565838594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaVv7nFwI/AAAAAAAAAzU/P-dklOSGi4I/s320/DSCF0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaUv7nFtI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3Ztsl_eXHm0/s1600-h/DSCF0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144195249385969362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaUv7nFtI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3Ztsl_eXHm0/s320/DSCF0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my LTC mate lynnett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTP7nFyI/AAAAAAAAAzk/AvWEtzvMpiw/s1600-h/DSCF0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144202920197560098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTP7nFyI/AAAAAAAAAzk/AvWEtzvMpiw/s320/DSCF0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhore in toilet. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTf7nFzI/AAAAAAAAAzs/y1DVTg4R8Qs/s1600-h/DSCF0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144202924492527410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTf7nFzI/AAAAAAAAAzs/y1DVTg4R8Qs/s320/DSCF0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkB_7nF3I/AAAAAAAAA0M/cyw7GCsLUAo/s1600-h/DSCF0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205922379700082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkB_7nF3I/AAAAAAAAA0M/cyw7GCsLUAo/s320/DSCF0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally a proper pic of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTv7nF0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/p1ZEsHr554o/s1600-h/DSCF0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144202928787494722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhTv7nF0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/p1ZEsHr554o/s320/DSCF0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhUP7nF1I/AAAAAAAAAz8/iC1RddYn5-U/s1600-h/DSCF0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144202937377429330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhUP7nF1I/AAAAAAAAAz8/iC1RddYn5-U/s320/DSCF0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhUf7nF2I/AAAAAAAAA0E/bpwtFUI4Ruk/s1600-h/DSCF0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144202941672396642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PhUf7nF2I/AAAAAAAAA0E/bpwtFUI4Ruk/s320/DSCF0374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkCf7nF4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/QMhIkXnu0fg/s1600-h/DSCF0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205930969634690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkCf7nF4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/QMhIkXnu0fg/s320/DSCF0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkC_7nF5I/AAAAAAAAA0c/DdqFwqhfU6I/s1600-h/DSCF0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205939559569298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkC_7nF5I/AAAAAAAAA0c/DdqFwqhfU6I/s320/DSCF0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkDf7nF6I/AAAAAAAAA0k/QOTbnRBtmeQ/s1600-h/DSCF0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205948149503906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PkDf7nF6I/AAAAAAAAA0k/QOTbnRBtmeQ/s320/DSCF0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what we saw outside ps. lucky we din went off! heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is a great season! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3115370101358972220?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3115370101358972220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3115370101358972220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3115370101358972220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3115370101358972220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/miss-yees-wedding-that-freaking-shoe.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R2PaV_7nFxI/AAAAAAAAAzc/CtZw8Ph7GY8/s72-c/DSCF0350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1097648700642346186</id><published>2007-12-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:42:37.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today got donuts from donut factory as breakfast from dawn! heez. and i got my advance birthday present from her. i wanted to open it in class! but she forbid me to do so. haha. yesh yesh super gan tong! really thanks alot girl. i will keep it for lifetime de hor! heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bugis with ww. din get any dress. fan si le. i really dont wish to spend money very ADD can. and talked abt ADD i super angry. already got the full mc table le lor. and for dont know what reason split here and there. arghh. damn it la. pek chek. i really dont feel like going. go for the sake of going. so sian la. still need to spend so much money. i only look forward to AD can. at least we are sitting as a whole MC. not like now, dont know what the hell. this nv settle tt nv settle. then kevin super nice. be my punching bag. i whack him so hard lor. oman. but felt better. haha. sry! huat jin din something really bad to me. and i end up fighting with him. he is such a kuku. bully me again i will chop u! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch cap ball semi. got a super strong feeling when watching. and i was very angry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just finish complaining to weijian. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1097648700642346186?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1097648700642346186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1097648700642346186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1097648700642346186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1097648700642346186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-got-donuts-from-donut-factory-as.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4793974314254228247</id><published>2007-12-13T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:42:58.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my itp placement already! although not my first choice (haiz) but i shld be thankful that i got my 2nd choice. can only make 2 choice. i think im really lucky coz the plant company im going heard tt is very popular choice and yet i got in. they only take in one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh but someone really pissed me off to the max. nearly scold out. but nv. chill. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling super duper dead now. i really dont noe wad to do now. howhowhow. omannnn. arghhh. fan si le. i hope i dont know!!!! damn it. hais. jiu ming ar. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jenn at 7 plus and we went to bugis! haha. things i wanted to buy din get it. things din intend to buy i got it! lols. then we went cityhall to meet with xy after her training at10. den went memorial hall to chit chat and makan! haha. some small talk. feeling super tired. din stay for long. but was really great to meet up with them. really love the girls. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home, another stunning thing. my poor yogurt =(. today sis brought him to grooming place wanted to de-flea. coz he got flea growing on him. but ended up got to shave all his hair. i super xin tong after looking at all the marks on his body cause by the flea. super super sad. over hundreds of flea found on him. really blame it on us for not taking good care of him and he got to suffer now. and he is so emo now. can u imagine shave AGAIN. i hope those markings on his body dont hurt much. yogurt cant seem to slp. hes walking ard now! normally he will be slping like at pig at this timing. hais. seeing him like tt affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a very close look at his wound. i almost tear. coz really alot alot. he cant get to slp, i dont know why. im such a lousy owner. tml shall buy new toy to cheer him up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway da gege super li hai. i just msn him. and he say i know la, i know wad u wan. i was like wow lor. he saved my day man. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4793974314254228247?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4793974314254228247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4793974314254228247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4793974314254228247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4793974314254228247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-got-my-itp-placement-already-although.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7204259813006454890</id><published>2007-12-12T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:21:40.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice nice weather to slp! yet i have to wake up to go for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe is just pure coincidence. nearly faint of heart failure. -_-!! just end here. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really rotted while waiting for dental app to reach. my new dentist is not a very gentle lady. sob sob. anyway saw miss lim at cp! oman. super duper long never see and already. feeling kinda bad man. must find one day go back school and find her! haha. and she cannot recognise me. she stared at me few sec before knowing who i am! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after listening to wayne, kinda tempted to go to shang hai. but, lots of things i wanna do during tt 2mths in sg. but if going hope the three of us can go tgt! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7204259813006454890?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7204259813006454890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7204259813006454890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7204259813006454890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7204259813006454890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/nice-nice-weather-to-slp-yet-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1179481157031685597</id><published>2007-12-11T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:02:21.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;itpitpitp. boooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. looking at the no. of placement available make me so stress. only one place for almost all companies. just hope luck is on my side! and i can get the place i wan. if not i rather go shang hai already. i dont wan to go lab alone pls. sobbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1179481157031685597?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1179481157031685597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1179481157031685597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1179481157031685597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1179481157031685597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/itpitpitp.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6645163266394395574</id><published>2007-12-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:42:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my blog song alot! and the show =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super addicted to witch yoohee. nothing much abt today. had fun playing bingo during prac lesson. keep thinking of what they said. hmmm. i really dont know but maybe there is. does it  really all showed on my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! why is cabby fare keep increasing. cries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6645163266394395574?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6645163266394395574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6645163266394395574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6645163266394395574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6645163266394395574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-my-blog-song-alot-and-show-super.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3356069214625248</id><published>2007-12-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:28.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;saterday is love! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd met alan with yogurt at 9plus. he is so damn scared of my cute little yogurt! haha. and yogurt ran after him! called laopo but she still in school and we decided to wait for her and go makan at jalan kayu. haha. went home to put yogurt. btw i carried him home because i made him walked too much and he simply din wan to walk already. my hand really become jelly. haha. met up again at 11pm! lols. but while waiting for bus we realise actually we only wanted a drink so decided no to go so far. went rp instead. oh well we walked for 30mins before reaching! haha. but we talked and talked. haha. rp mac really reminded me of nice memories.last time always camp there with friends to watch worldcup. from 9pm to 6am. can u imagine. haha. anyway we eat and talked talked talked. went off before one. becus taxi fare is ex after 1am! haha. me and cindy walked home and alan took cabby home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY met my lovely mummy at same old place. as usual.. she's late again! wahaha. although im already late. lols. but feeling very tired. haha. study abit here and there. alan and shuzhen came and join us for dinner. before that went to look for kevin. haha. i think he today damn shag. jiayou le! dinner at pastamania. they two went home cause they looked super duper tired. me and ww walked to rafflescity and i saw tt bag again! omg now having sale! 30% off. 99bucks only lor. but i think i dont want spend the money now. hais. once again, we dont feel like going home. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to sg river there. sat at the steps by the river. i really like it alot. can talk abt anything with no worries but just tt dont noe how to express myself. lols. then something happen!!! WAHAHA. ww was having a empty box in a plastic bag with her, but suddenly the wind blew it down the steps and to the river. we seriously stunned and scream alittle bit. haha. and we just look at it float away. after few mins this guy came to us and passed us the bag!! really omg. haha. he picked it up can! the steps so steep and he went down even though he dont know us la. and we cant stop laughing dont know why. just kept laughing until stomach super pain. haha. but he super nice la. we still need to pour away the water in it. haha. end up, the box was still being thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's right. if we dont solve the problem and just get over with it, the prob will always be there. is just that we din wanna talk abt it and ignore tt. chatted abt alot of things. talked abt the past which really made me think alot. not emo. is just a kind of feeling which i dont know how to describe too. this is life i guess. and i really came to realise from yr1 to yr2 how much ive changed, and how much my life changed. and how much things can be so different. and yesh those impt memories. bad and good ones. which made us learnt from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to graduate. not because i hate school. i love school but studying something im getting sick of as days go by really very torturing. i cant wait to get out of science even though there are times when its interesting. but really minority of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to hols! but after tt is just going to be quizes after quizes. 4 quizes on a week. how great. alright, enough of all the grumbles. life goes on. is just that i really need to complain to make myself feel alittle bit better. oya. fyp balloting next week. im seriously very worried abt it. hopefully ppl dont choose the same itp as me and so i dont need to ballot! hahaha. ya in my dreams. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train home and saw someone unexpected. kind of awkward for me. but i dont know if that person still recognise me. better dont. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1rPV-enmiI/AAAAAAAAAys/RNX1FiPNa9U/s1600-h/08122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141649901052467746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1rPV-enmiI/AAAAAAAAAys/RNX1FiPNa9U/s320/08122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1rPXOenmjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/39z7-UOqrgM/s1600-h/08122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141649922527304242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1rPXOenmjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/39z7-UOqrgM/s320/08122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the box! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3356069214625248?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3356069214625248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3356069214625248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3356069214625248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3356069214625248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/saterday-is-love-d-met-my-lovely-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1rPV-enmiI/AAAAAAAAAys/RNX1FiPNa9U/s72-c/08122007(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3728318894380174182</id><published>2007-12-07T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd so super duper sian. practicals and i skip last three hours lesson and mc meeting. stupid flu is torturing me. medicine dont seem to be effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today lessons all the way. i had a good slp during gems class. haha. today super qiao. saw minghui at fc3. thot can go home tgt but he going out. end up i saw fengrong at dover!! haha. and can go home tgt. he opened up my very messy bag and took those things out. roars. but going home tgt very fun. haha. he made me super noisy in the train la. very ps. *facial wipe very useful* wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if tt was refering to me. i din know you will think of it that way because i nv have the thot of ending it. because it mean alot to me thats why things had happened. im just feeling upset after reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will get better. but it takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1k-9eenmhI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eFdkV8K-xcU/s1600-h/05122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141209675494562322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1k-9eenmhI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eFdkV8K-xcU/s320/05122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1k-8OenmgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sCDNiDnfYhE/s1600-h/07122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141209654019725826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1k-8OenmgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sCDNiDnfYhE/s320/07122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oreo cheesecake made by jennifer!! thanks girl. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3728318894380174182?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3728318894380174182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3728318894380174182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3728318894380174182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3728318894380174182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/ytd-so-super-duper-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1k-9eenmhI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eFdkV8K-xcU/s72-c/05122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4258963057222865493</id><published>2007-12-05T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:28.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went school for 1 hr lesson. booo. went cp meet mummy. wahahaha. she spent so much because of mi. lols. flu plus abit fever already. grrr. lab test tml =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yogurt so clever nowadays, he can take out clothes on his own. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1aPTDaY_3I/AAAAAAAAAyU/Thomr_NU_Lc/s1600-h/29112007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140453582186282866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1aPTDaY_3I/AAAAAAAAAyU/Thomr_NU_Lc/s320/29112007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4258963057222865493?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4258963057222865493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4258963057222865493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4258963057222865493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4258963057222865493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-school-for-1-hr-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1aPTDaY_3I/AAAAAAAAAyU/Thomr_NU_Lc/s72-c/29112007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3578773864067294555</id><published>2007-12-04T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:29.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super demoralised. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biostat, as usual. very boring. school ended and saw jenn's msg. met her at ps. ate gelare's waffle. hald price heh. went down far east. nth to seee. hais. din found any dress. feeling very tired. and having flu again. kept sneezing la. whole day in school playing with the rubik's cube. haha. took very long to understand. yuan lai jospeh chan also know how to play. and after he mention then i realise the cube got 6 side. -_-!! really ben si le. omg. and he was stun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yogurt woke up super early today and came into my room. then boom slpt in my room and i went back slp too. haha. was telling mummy if there is any glasses for doggy. yogurt seriously cannot see properly. so kuku funny. haha. he walked past his toy and yet he can see it and still keep running around and look for it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and great luck to wanwei and alex for tml's fyp presentation! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1VlIzaY_2I/AAAAAAAAAyM/agzp3D4TUTc/s1600-h/04122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140125751627546466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1VlIzaY_2I/AAAAAAAAAyM/agzp3D4TUTc/s320/04122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yogurt and reflection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3578773864067294555?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3578773864067294555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3578773864067294555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3578773864067294555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3578773864067294555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/super-demoralised.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R1VlIzaY_2I/AAAAAAAAAyM/agzp3D4TUTc/s72-c/04122007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7981188918132220019</id><published>2007-12-03T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T09:29:01.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday is always nice. haha. a little bit late for lesson but worth it. wahahahaha. nth much for lesson. went home early today. i wanna learn to play rubik's cube lor. haha. i asked ruisheng how much is one. then he said 10.90 and i said so expensive!! and he said good quality one. LOLS. told mummy and she said last time she also got play but din solve it. haha. mummy dont wan to sponsor me to buy racket. booo. so must pay myself. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the songs in huan huan ai! haha. wang chuan yi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7981188918132220019?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7981188918132220019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7981188918132220019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7981188918132220019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7981188918132220019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/monday-is-always-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6378538201065770314</id><published>2007-12-01T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:52:23.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>although ytd ended badly but still theres nice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd's weather super super duper nice. i really like it alot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i played squash with kenneth. ran like a cow without my shoe. but it was really fun. can fa xie! haha. and i ended with 3 blisters. hehe. and they said mine was not ordinary blister. because its already bleeding inside! so so pain la. jenn and edmund helped me! wahahaha. jenn super nice! =D i saw casper ytd! it was like super long already can. i was showing lawrence and amanda my blisters and casper was looking at me weirdly without me knowing. haha. okay la. im ugly okay. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started painting banner at 8pm. super nice xinyu nu er accompanied me and helped to paint too. left sch at 11 plus and reached home12plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all happy things are i got to hang ard with jenn and xinyu, i saw casper and played squash! and the rest are not worth mentioning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a second impression on this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling super tired and dont feel well. but still i went amk hub to support samuel. because i promised him that i will go. i was super impressed by them. beatbox. very pro. haha. SAMUEL ENTERED FINALS!! congrats!! went off with jianwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy and mummy wanted to bring yogurt out to play so suggested sentosa coz we going there anyway. fetch sis then went siloso. saw the way yogurt wanting to go into the sea yet he was so freak out by strong wave. so hilarious. my broken blister walking on the sand. really omg. haha. helped yogurt to bath and he was shivering all the way when in the car. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn't u want to show some sincerity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6378538201065770314?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6378538201065770314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6378538201065770314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6378538201065770314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6378538201065770314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/although-ytd-ended-badly-but-still.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3038305404448755846</id><published>2007-12-01T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T00:58:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i almost had a perfect day, but u ended my day badly. really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know u made me like a fool helping you out? u took my help for granted. and i really wonder if u appreciated it. i was angry, sad and real disappointed. do you know how i felt? think back for how many times i helped you and how many times u disappoint me. its not the excuses i wan to know. it was really my limit. i din wan to talk on the way home. i know if i talk things will get very ugly. its our friendship that made me helped you again and again. i hope you are not taking advantage of it. This time round im really angry. im not joking. ur tricks dont work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got really upset with that and i waited for a reply. even on my way home. but turn out to be another disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got damn pek chek with walking home. its really painful. i limped my way home. and bestfriend do you know how much i wanted to tell u how bad my day was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got a bad day. and i got a bad day too. and its not the right time to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at the end of the day i teared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3038305404448755846?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3038305404448755846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3038305404448755846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3038305404448755846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3038305404448755846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-almost-had-perfect-day-but-u-ended-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-810028621804561014</id><published>2007-11-30T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:58:48.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. woke up today and realise i overslept for 2hrs. HAHA. so went back to slp. reach sch at 11.30 for prac. my lesson actually start at 8. lols. working at the laminar fume hood is very xin ku. must sit at the 90 degree. and stay far from the plant which is super small. but! i still think plants are the best among all ive studied. lols. really think is much better then genetics and stuff. haha. oh i like the clean room in the lab. haha. makan cup noodles at FC5. lucky i went there! haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lessons went stadium to watch heats. haha. went makan with ww alan azhar at bugis. then me and ww went bugis street while they went home. haha. today so tired. got bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this something tt is making me feeling weird. but i really dont know wad isit. oman. tt weird feeling tt i cant even say out in words. hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-810028621804561014?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/810028621804561014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=810028621804561014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/810028621804561014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/810028621804561014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha_30.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-7870390384929733377</id><published>2007-11-28T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:38:17.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back plant science paper. got a bit disappointed. haha. witch caught me using hp in class. hmph. i suppose to study after lesson. but i ended up makan-ing with lawrence and alan. HAIS. reminded me of the $83 again. so ppl paying $23 dont complain hor. then study abit in club. haha. today's thunder super loud very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off with law alex alan alvin and on the way saw fengrong and minghui!!! wahahahaha. so can go home tgt!! and i wun feel so bored on train. =D they are getting crappier each day. haha. go makan one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last quiz on week12! yippie!! =D then i will have fun fun fun for 2weeks! heez. plus study. heez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-7870390384929733377?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7870390384929733377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=7870390384929733377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7870390384929733377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/7870390384929733377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/got-back-plant-science-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-2267281216222545661</id><published>2007-11-27T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:46:49.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobbs. feeling very poor now. money for ADD + appreciation dinner. cries. i will think of ways. somehow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched enchanted with dawn at the cathay. HAHA. very nice and funny. fairytale with happy ending. cathay got really nice popcorns! and we smuggled shilin chicken inside! haha. the ppl beside us got tt too! so coincidental. lols. oyesh today's biotech quiz. the freaking qs 18marks. and u just need to write 6alphabets. and it seems like we got different ans from each other. i dont even wan to know the correct ans. at least its over la. haha. last nite eyes super pain. cant open and see properly. booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha feel like slping now. yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-2267281216222545661?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2267281216222545661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=2267281216222545661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2267281216222545661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/2267281216222545661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobbs.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-4309874893338670288</id><published>2007-11-26T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:11:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. great monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked all the way in biostat. oh well i got quite angry abt the cancellation of some stuff. so unfair can. so %&amp;amp;$%&amp;amp;. although im not the one affected. haha. so kuku la. i sat in club for 2hrs alone. and some memories came back. hais. last time with seniors club always very noisy and very fun de. go club sure got ppl to play with. sure got ppl to crap with. things so different now. ppl hardly go club. no more fun in club. life still goes on. at least i enjoyed those times. i wonder will next year be worst? maybe. and it will really like totally no ppl to play with already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very tired now. haven finish studying. grrr. must study must study. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. you are making me so guilty for haivng cold war. roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things alway happen when u least expect it right? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-4309874893338670288?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4309874893338670288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=4309874893338670288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4309874893338670288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/4309874893338670288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-3718815592559391825</id><published>2007-11-25T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:50:30.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whole morning to evening was torturous. due to some stuff going on at the multipurpose hall. ROARS. EVERYONE in the family is out on every sunday!! so always left me and yogurt at home. i dont like to be home alone. yohurt ran ard and scratch the doors and hid in the toilet for hours, because of the thunder and rain. arghhh. super bad mood. they dont understand at all, they dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bestfriend. for everytime it happen, u will always be there. yesh really everytime. thanks =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-3718815592559391825?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/3718815592559391825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=3718815592559391825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3718815592559391825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/3718815592559391825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/whole-morning-to-evening-was-torturous.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-173490072809141455</id><published>2007-11-25T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:29.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SATURDAY IS LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up watch tv, prepare my stuff and went starbucks @ central to meet WW. haha. i reach first. one day i will finish trying all the drinks in starbuck lor. and i ate oreo cheesecake today!! wondering why so different from the one i did.haha. today feeling kinda of lazy but after ww's much forcing, i studied. haha. one more chpt to go! and finally we finish studying!!!! haha. we went down to bugis to make ww's spec. i tried alot alot of spec too! haha. then had dinner at miss clarity cafe, since both of us din try before. but the prob is, we dont know the exact location! haha. so, the great owner with the great phone with a great function! haha. so check it out and we ought to learn to read map. heez. and finally we found tt place. haha. Tt place not bad, but candle light dinner with ww, so sad lor. haha joking nia. heez. i think the food taste not bad, becoz we kept talking and talking while eating. not gst and service charge. hah not bad. walked to cityhall, and decided tt we shall not go home first. on the way to cityhall, we decided to take a pic with the christmas tree, and the traffic light turn red and green for FIVE times before we got a nice pic. and we attracted alot of attention can. laugh so damn loudly!!!! omg so super duper funny la. anyway went to see the adidas bag. and its gone! hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard citylink, marina square and fullerton hotel! haha. we got secret mission!! cant wait for christmas to come. haha. ww we got more to go!! =D we talked non stop!!! she so talkative rite. haha. but i like! haha. coz we can talk abt anything! heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home was so funny. tt scene was like so weird la. lucky i din laugh out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;effects of two diff phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK4OlOhjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/vZ_MLD9rqh0/s1600-h/24112007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136648811095950898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK4OlOhjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/vZ_MLD9rqh0/s320/24112007(005).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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK4ulOhkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/aGaD93hDzxU/s1600-h/DSC00277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136648819685885506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK4ulOhkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/aGaD93hDzxU/s320/DSC00277.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK5OlOhlI/AAAAAAAAAxc/e56vhPprkHg/s1600-h/24112007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136648828275820114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK5OlOhlI/AAAAAAAAAxc/e56vhPprkHg/s320/24112007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-173490072809141455?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/173490072809141455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=173490072809141455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/173490072809141455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/173490072809141455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday-is-love-woke-up-watch-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/R0kK4OlOhjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/vZ_MLD9rqh0/s72-c/24112007(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8091454400994441969</id><published>2007-11-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:10:29.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy drove me to sch again. but i nearly vomited. -_-! quiz was alright. wanted to watch movie after school. but the shows are starting late. went to convention centre for the booth thingy. haha. nth much but got info on sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd spent alot of time reading blogs. coz i discovered smth. i guess ppl have been reading my blog too! (long long ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna change to livejournal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8091454400994441969?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8091454400994441969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8091454400994441969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8091454400994441969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8091454400994441969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddy-drove-me-to-sch-again.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-5306808315618540684</id><published>2007-11-20T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:02:25.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy drove me to school today. its seriously great la. i wan to drive too! 1more mth and i can register to take exam! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn say she wan send me the 'ren' i dont wan to ren lor. grrrr. really dont like! and they are so taking notice of my progress hur?! wth. but im loving this girl dawn alot la. haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osrm parc was so damn shity. re-do alot alot of times. din even know where when wrong. but end up still know where went wrong and finally she leave us alone. good. joseph chan say he is impressed by my pipetting skill. wahahaha. *proud* then he said smth. under my good teaching, tts why. -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-5306808315618540684?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5306808315618540684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=5306808315618540684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5306808315618540684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5306808315618540684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddy-drove-me-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-6810592829457761955</id><published>2007-11-19T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:26:18.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was a bad day for yogurt. thunder-ing the whole afternoon. he ran ard the house trying to find place to hide. jump up to my table(norm he wun have the ability to jump up) and nearly climb up the cpu. then sis table. trying to squeeze under my bed. jump into cupboard and lastly hid himself in the toilet. and was shivering whole afternoon. poor thing. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now he is jumping ard already! haha. so damn picky abt food! bought him chocolate drop lo. and he dont wan to eat. he dont wan to eat chocolate!!! grrrr. but he like cheese la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got super irritated every now and then after or before any quiz ppl will be saying.. 'aiya nv study, sure fail la and bla bla bla. and when results come out, any other story. oh so this is the trick to score well hur? super duper pissed. pls la studied means studied. wads the point of saying all this? or are u trying to say that u can get excellent result when u din study?! if u dont get sick of saying, i got sick of listening okay! and is not tt i wan to listen to it can. so if u wan to say get away from me before u say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to goodbye to you and girl next door. although is vvv long time ago de song le but very nice! heez. cant wait for weekend to come. cant wait for hols to come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-6810592829457761955?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6810592829457761955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=6810592829457761955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6810592829457761955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/6810592829457761955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/ytd-was-bad-day-for-yogurt.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-5031987942679253070</id><published>2007-11-18T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:30.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>become smarter now! haha. coz i know ww sure late. so din leave hse so early. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ww at starbucks @ central. today actually dont have the mood to study. just feeling very tired. haha. must have feel to study de! but no feel la. so ended up talking to ww while she do her log book. and i spent like 3hrs to complete a very short chpt can. so the first 3hrs is cmi la! but studied very hard for the next 2 hrs. haha! and liang jing ru having some event over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked past the addidas shop at raffles city. saw the bag so so dman nice la!! omg. 147bucks! faint. but the strap abit short. wasted. but still very nice! so so so want to buy la. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up with shu xian audrey wayne and nasir for steamboat at marina bay. eat eat eat. and we had our egg feast again. i can cook nice omelet lor. haha. and eat until very tired. haha. then home swt home. reach late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did smth bad to ww. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8mdelOhWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p1SE-eTEYmQ/s1600-h/16112007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133864388092921186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8mdelOhWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p1SE-eTEYmQ/s320/16112007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the everlasting friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8md-lOhXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/jlFStIzRERw/s1600-h/17112007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133864396682855794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8md-lOhXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/jlFStIzRERw/s320/17112007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clever nu er and ben mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8md-lOhYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/b0mN-fndKpc/s1600-h/17112007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133864396682855810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8md-lOhYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/b0mN-fndKpc/s320/17112007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8meOlOhZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/e0305UEfPFw/s1600-h/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133864400977823122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8meOlOhZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/e0305UEfPFw/s320/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl present today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8o1OlOhiI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2TA0IEePCv0/s1600-h/jwen4bbcl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133866995138070050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8o1OlOhiI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2TA0IEePCv0/s320/jwen4bbcl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got damn damn bored ytd during gems class. and started to fill dawn's phone with my pics. haha. still got other pics la. haha! she is so xinfu rite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8oqulOhgI/AAAAAAAAAw0/B-71K8IcSV4/s1600-h/DSC00678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133866814749443586" style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8oqulOhgI/AAAAAAAAAw0/B-71K8IcSV4/s320/DSC00678.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8otulOhhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-TPSj94L3MY/s1600-h/17112007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133866866289051154" style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8otulOhhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-TPSj94L3MY/s320/17112007(005).jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt; second time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this person for the second time in my life la!!!! saw this person today and i was like omg. haha!!!! singapore is just so small la. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-5031987942679253070?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5031987942679253070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=5031987942679253070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5031987942679253070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/5031987942679253070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/become-smarter-now-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rz8mdelOhWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p1SE-eTEYmQ/s72-c/16112007(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-1038096979333179345</id><published>2007-11-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:22:29.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>charge ur hp before leaving the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip first lesson. and i guess alot ppl did so too! lols. quiz was alright except i wrote totally wrong thing for a five marks qs. BOOO. gems really yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alex after sch. cant decide where to go. i cant stop whining la. and the same thing we keep saying, how and wad to do. so dont know what to do, he went jogging. chelle wanted to meet me. so thru the phone. same thing happen again, kept saying how and wad to do. OMAN. really got no idea la. grrr. she say she wanna go steamboat at marina bay. the two of us. LOLS. but was kind of early. so met her at cityhall for a walk first. went subway @ ms. had some talk over there. hmm she updated me with her stuff. her phone is like will die off any time. and mine also!! both already showing *batt low*. faints. so wanna save the very last bit of the batt, used public phone to call alex. is not easy to find one, and while finding i almost enter guys toilet!! but i turn away and for chelle who is behind me, continue walking and she is so close of entering lor. she din realise she's entering a guys toilet. so so damn funny! haha. decided to change makan place to amk! met up with alex at cityhall and went amk for steamboat. chelle thot can use alex phone to call home. who know tt his phone also on ther verge of dying. three phone with no batt. can you believe our luck. roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the same place! a very nice place. except there is quite alot of ppl today. the uncle so funny. gave us those weird weird place lor. haha. eat eat eat. had a great time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelle is a heroine today!! tt sence i will laugh my way off. omg funny. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will be the same de =) im the prob. im weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study with ww tml =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-1038096979333179345?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1038096979333179345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=1038096979333179345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1038096979333179345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/1038096979333179345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/charge-ur-hp-before-leaving-house-skip.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-251209116349635663</id><published>2007-11-16T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:58:18.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but daddy drove me home! wahahaha. afterall im still more impt right? haha. drove dawn home too. how i wish i can get my license quickly!! pk super on lor! asked him go study in the nite and he say OKAY. haha. met him at cp starbucks in the nite. and he really super la. he din bring anything to study can. and he is very distracting la. haha. im trying so hard to study, but he is doing nth lor. except looking at my phone wallet etc.  and conveniently i took his calculator home. haha. cause i lost mine! boo. hope his calculator will save my day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-251209116349635663?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/251209116349635663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=251209116349635663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/251209116349635663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/251209116349635663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-long-and-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-520728358186897067</id><published>2007-11-14T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:53:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! damn damn angry after reading this two articles. argh super duper idiotic and heartless owners. %&amp;amp;^#$%&amp;amp;#$*# so so so angry. ROAR. stupid kuku. very poor thing la. even if wan to throw away also dont need to hide it rite? pervert in the mind. BOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost6517.aspx"&gt;http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost6517.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost6547.aspx"&gt;http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost6547.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the third one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost2619.aspx"&gt;http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost2619.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt person must be a sicko!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. woke up late. was raining when i woke up. perfect weather to slp! went sch with mh. told him abt my dog! and he say dog will take after the owner. ya lor!! no wonder yogurt so cute. haha. reach outram, and we have to wait for SEVEN mins for the next train to come. faint. and im late plus late already. he is also late and he got prac test somemore. haha. and he say pk is just like yogurt. will slp when theres nth to do. lols. find one day and go tp find him! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha today must study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to catch up with alot alot of ppl!! dearest tt ive missed so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-520728358186897067?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/520728358186897067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=520728358186897067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/520728358186897067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/520728358186897067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-damn-damn-angry-after-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8358610090658602429</id><published>2007-11-13T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:49:51.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night almost.. thank god pk was there! he made me laugh with his stupidity again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at 6.40 and thou im late for lesson! walked halfway to bath room then remb lesson cancelled. so went back to slp. haha. alarm went off at 8 and today yogurt so clever! jump up to my bed and lick me to wake mi up. haha. but was feeling very tired. dont noe why. haha. slpt all the way to sch. came home early. yogurt super funny. went to the bathroom and end up got himself wet. and he went balcony to suntan! HAHA. very cute of him. heez. went to cut my hair. have been saying for ages. but din cut it short la. aunty alway din cut my fringe the way i wan. cries. so complain to mummy. and she said, she is just waiting for mi to complain. coz i will for sure complain everytime i cut my hair. wahahaha. not bad eh. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pk ask. so issit open or fold now. is open! when fold? i also dont know. haha. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8358610090658602429?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8358610090658602429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8358610090658602429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8358610090658602429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8358610090658602429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-cut-my-hair-last-night-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-591099317948967182</id><published>2007-11-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:31.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first thing in the morning. biostat quiz! GG! jw din really study for it. coz she got no mood to study. okay. its damn irresponsible to say this. SO she cannot let anything affect her study mood le!! one time is enuff. i know i will go for re test le. 1 1/2 break and i rot in library. dont noe wad to do also la! then prac. classmates asked if im okay. coz i talked less then a sentence today. hmm but i talked quite alot with kenneth. but yep im okay le! thanks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down club to wait for ww and alvin. met jenn in club. long long time nv see her too! miss you girl! they decided not to run and so went off to orchard.had a great time saying ww. and really had a great laugh. my first laugh of the day lor. haha. went down herren to see her bag. this indecisive girl!!! and lucky at the end of the day she make up her mind! haha. dinner at far east. then starbucks at wheelock. on the way there so many temptation la!! nice food! cannot spent money. must control!! haha. studied at starbucks. and halfway chelle called. and she sang somewhere stuff to me!!! -_-!! but tt made me laugh la! =D study hard hor!! 4 more papers! left there at 10. then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin jiayou for FYP!!! =) u can do it de. dont be so stress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ww i will tell u wad happen another day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mocha is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u.mediacorptv.com/beatbox/entries.htm"&gt;http://u.mediacorptv.com/beatbox/entries.htm&lt;/a&gt; and click phase 1! support him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at home yogurt played with the bone! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv1zkodgI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_pUv7YeEHWE/s1600-h/11112007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974745556284930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv1zkodgI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_pUv7YeEHWE/s320/11112007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv3jkodhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LlVZPySG69Q/s1600-h/11112007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974775621056018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv3jkodhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/LlVZPySG69Q/s320/11112007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv6DkodiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/yT-V4xmq00E/s1600-h/11112007(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974818570728994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv6DkodiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/yT-V4xmq00E/s320/11112007(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv6zkodjI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wRb7lBvxxW4/s1600-h/12112007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974831455630898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv6zkodjI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wRb7lBvxxW4/s320/12112007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/RzhwVzkodlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/VuowRqeW0LE/s1600-h/12112007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131975295312098898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/RzhwVzkodlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/VuowRqeW0LE/s320/12112007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardworking girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/RzhwWTkodmI/AAAAAAAAAvo/oErZo3z3tlI/s1600-h/12112007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131975303902033506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/RzhwWTkodmI/AAAAAAAAAvo/oErZo3z3tlI/s320/12112007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doraemon's favourite! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-591099317948967182?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/591099317948967182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=591099317948967182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/591099317948967182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/591099317948967182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-thing-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLZ8di68SEk/Rzhv1zkodgI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_pUv7YeEHWE/s72-c/11112007(010).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32507171.post-8619543522087770503</id><published>2007-11-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:06:40.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>biostat biostat biostat. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a normal day. dinner with parents and heard stories abt their chalet ytd. i really go wow. how great to be rich ppl rite. when they gamble it goes up to hundreds and thousands. rich hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is monday again! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always remb wad u told me. yes yes. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32507171-8619543522087770503?l=nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8619543522087770503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32507171&amp;postID=8619543522087770503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8619543522087770503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32507171/posts/default/8619543522087770503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgiafeeling.blogspot.com/2007/11/biostat-biostat-biostat.html' title=''/><author><name>~wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05403766327586232847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
