<?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-18433571</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:11:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe TaLeS - LiVe tAiLs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115865369114812085</id><published>2006-09-19T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:14:51.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies and so much more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Letting Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may need to say good-bye to someone, Jiayu, but the way in which you do so and the reason why you have to are going to decide if you see each other again. If you have fallen out and can't seem to make up, then it may be best to agree to disagree and call it a day. But if you feel that all you need is space and time, then saying good-bye may be more like "see you later." If you let go fully at this time and allow each other the chance to find yourselves and enjoy some freedom, things may be very different when you get back together.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my horoscope said to me for this week... I dunno if I should believe it... Maybe... Seems like it's true... I will look forward to the rest of the week... Skipping lessons when I want to, no more worries about presentations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115865369114812085?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115865369114812085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115865369114812085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115865369114812085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115865369114812085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/lies-and-so-much-more.html' title='Lies and so much more...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115856126602648591</id><published>2006-09-18T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:34:26.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is Up</title><content type='html'>Time to move on...&lt;br /&gt;Time to disappear...&lt;br /&gt;For those who are meant to...&lt;br /&gt;You'll see me again...&lt;br /&gt;For those who I am running from...&lt;br /&gt;Live a good life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115856126602648591?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115856126602648591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115856126602648591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115856126602648591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115856126602648591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-is-up.html' title='Time is Up'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115842292856738883</id><published>2006-09-17T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:08:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too late...</title><content type='html'>Splitting headache... But one short post before I sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRM is 1/2way done... It's been good... But still there's no feeling of relaxing and putting things down... This is a one year journey with no pitstops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad... Sometimes, u know u're just too late... I saw someone I know carry the bag I really really want... It's always like this... And sometimes I just dunno if I am too late or that I am not meant to get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad... Unfair... No more bags...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115842292856738883?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115842292856738883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115842292856738883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115842292856738883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115842292856738883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-late.html' title='Too late...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115840266275495739</id><published>2006-09-16T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:31:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straightjacket feeling</title><content type='html'>"Straightjacket Feeling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back me down from backing up&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath now it's stacking up&lt;br /&gt;Etched with marks, but I can deal&lt;br /&gt;And you're the problem and you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Try this on, straightjacket feeling&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I won't be alone&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was over&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is staring holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust you is just one defense&lt;br /&gt;off a list of others, you don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;Beg me time and time again&lt;br /&gt;to take you back now, but you can't win&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was over&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is staring holes in me again,&lt;br /&gt;but today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the memory slips away&lt;br /&gt;There will be a better view from here&lt;br /&gt;And only lonesome you remains&lt;br /&gt;and just the thought of you I fear&lt;br /&gt;it falls away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was over&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is staring holes in me again,&lt;br /&gt;but today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need this, need to be in a strightjacket... I am sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115840266275495739?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115840266275495739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115840266275495739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115840266275495739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115840266275495739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/straightjacket-feeling.html' title='Straightjacket feeling'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115807841757356017</id><published>2006-09-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:26:57.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Envy</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when bad things happen and you envy those who are not affected by the bad things that happened to you, when will stop and appreciate that their problems may be bigger than yours... When will you think you are actually lucky, and be thankful for what u hav?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to see a tragedy to happen in front of your eyes before u truly learn to appreciate... But why wait til such a tragedy happen? And even so, how long is it before you make the same mistake again? I guess it's all part of human nature... I shld know it best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it will be a huge rush for the weeks to come... Race against time... Not sure how much more my heart can hold out... Feel like dying... I've said I wanna go running but I've nv really go find my time... Feel so bad, so out of shape... Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115807841757356017?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115807841757356017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115807841757356017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115807841757356017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115807841757356017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/envy.html' title='Envy'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115789797258866556</id><published>2006-09-10T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:19:32.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe</title><content type='html'>Watched a bit of smallville last friday... It's been some time since I last watch smallville... Tom Welling is so~ Cute~~!! And so is Kristen Kreuk!!! I love them both and it would be very hard to choose who I love more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole weekend is spent slacking more or less... Though I did my work and all, I always feel it is not enough... I wanna do more, be more efficient... There's always so many things going on that I often multitask... I need to keep up to date with the differents tasks on hand... And it's not easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz on next wed... Presentation on friday... I still have the design proj and fyp not touched... So dead! Let's see lor... *cry ah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115789797258866556?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115789797258866556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115789797258866556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115789797258866556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115789797258866556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/chloe.html' title='Chloe'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115747555837915411</id><published>2006-09-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:59:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I wanna say to you...</title><content type='html'>Artist: Nick lachey&lt;br /&gt;Song: I Can't Hate You Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an empty room can be so deafening,&lt;br /&gt;the silence makes you wanna scream,&lt;br /&gt;it drives you crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i chased away the shadows of your name,&lt;br /&gt;and burn the picture in a frame,&lt;br /&gt;but it couldn't save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how could we quit something we never even tried,&lt;br /&gt;well you still can't tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we built it up,to watch it fall.&lt;br /&gt;like we meant nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;i gave and gave the best of me,&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't give you what you need.&lt;br /&gt;you walked away,you stole my life,&lt;br /&gt;just to find what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how i try,&lt;br /&gt;i can't hate you anymore....&lt;br /&gt;i can't hate you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not the person that you used to be,&lt;br /&gt;the one i want who wanted me,&lt;br /&gt;and that's a shame but,&lt;br /&gt;there's only so many tears that you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;before it changes the life right from your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't go on that way.&lt;br /&gt;and so i'm letting of everything we were,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we built it up,to watch it fall.&lt;br /&gt;like we meant nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;i gave and gave the best of me,&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't give you what you need.&lt;br /&gt;you walked away,you stole my life,&lt;br /&gt;just to find what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how i try,&lt;br /&gt;i can't hate you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you hold so tight,&lt;br /&gt;it slips right through your hands.&lt;br /&gt;will i ever understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we built it up,to watch it fall.&lt;br /&gt;like we meant nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;i gave and gave the best of me,&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't give you what you need.&lt;br /&gt;you walked away,you stole my life,&lt;br /&gt;just to find what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how i try,&lt;br /&gt;i can't hate you anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115747555837915411?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115747555837915411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115747555837915411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115747555837915411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115747555837915411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-i-wanna-say-to-you.html' title='What I wanna say to you...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115746900663720890</id><published>2006-09-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:10:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>No I am not talking about the TV series... I'm talking about lost, minusing away, gone... Steve Irwin, crocodile hunter, died on the 4th sept 2006. No more shows on kids central on him taking on wildlife as he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good riddance to the one who had wasted my time... 2 years out of the 3 which was supposed to be one greatest part of my life... So thanks for screwing it up over and over again... I guess partly it is my fault... For letting things get out of hand, for being too stupid and can't let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really time to go... And friends are out of the options... There's nothing else to say... Expectations are high, and there's no backing down... Not even if there's love, esp when there's no trust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to, got to focus on so much more things... School, projects, tutorials, presentations... And I can rely on no one but myself... Be selfish... Give me everything I want... I had been mistreating myself too much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115746900663720890?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115746900663720890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115746900663720890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115746900663720890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115746900663720890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115721776692349015</id><published>2006-09-03T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:22:46.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Went to my hall play just now... It was cool and I guess i must applaud the cast for having such a successful play... It of course can be better... But for me, I think they are good enough... Almost as good as professional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am feeling hungry now... But since I'm gonna sleep soon... Better not to eat... Somehow there's a pain in the right side of my torso... Oh no... Starting to talk like my forensic prof... Hahaha... Torso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can never be someone else's princess anymore... I can only be "his"... And now I am only piggy to this one... I guess that means something right? I can never be good enough... Not for him, not for anyone... And it hurts deeply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I've felt seriously about something else... If you dun wan to or cannot give 100%... Maybe you should give it a miss... Stop being selfish... That is not love... And it will most likely hurt both sides of the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;We've done this once and then you closed the door&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me fall again for nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you love me unless forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you need me, if you're not gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me this feeling, I'll only believe it&lt;br /&gt;Make it real or take it all away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115721776692349015?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115721776692349015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115721776692349015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115721776692349015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115721776692349015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115704606781123278</id><published>2006-09-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:41:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/RBLDf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/RBLDf.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wild Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/random.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;Random &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/brutal.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;Brutal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/love.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;Love &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/dreamer.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt; (RBLDf) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS AVOID: &lt;strong&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER: &lt;strong&gt;The Vapor Trail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/DGSMf_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/DGSMf_thumb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dirty Little Secret&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Found this test on the jed's blog... Cool... Heh heh... When u're free just go do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115704606781123278?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115704606781123278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115704606781123278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115704606781123278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115704606781123278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/09/wild-child.html' title='Wild Child'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115687101353971197</id><published>2006-08-30T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:03:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risk</title><content type='html'>Living life on the fun side = Living life on the risky side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it if my life is just on the plain all the time... I love living on the edge not knowing what's gonna come next... And yes, when I get bored, I like to create trouble... And that's who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know sometimes I do something that seemed incredibly dumb... I have no regrets, do I? As long as at the end of the day, I can sleep without my conscience troubling me, I am happy... Satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now I should start living life in moderation. And look from many angles... Maybe it's to my benefit... Maybe for once, people will accept me... But it is still a maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody's got something they had to leave behind. One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time. There's no use looking back or wondering: How it could be now or might have been? All this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115687101353971197?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115687101353971197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115687101353971197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115687101353971197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115687101353971197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/risk.html' title='Risk'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115660531460756300</id><published>2006-08-26T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:21:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Insinyur supper hop... Fun?? Maybe... But it was definitely shagged... Went off around 11 plus... We 1st visited 85 market in Bedok where the ba chor mee is famous... I had pork porridge, snitched abit of fried prawn mee, oyster egg... Quite deliciously oily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, east coast park (just to chill out)... I had ice-cream there... Yummy... cool to be at the beach on the humid night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd stop at geylang... Nice you tiao!!! I wanna go back there again to eat... Dou Jiang You Tiao!!! They had durian too... But I really dun like it... I wanna eat jiang chong tian ji... Seeing the OGs and other main commers having great fun is great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop... Jalan Kayu for prata... nice... So near home yet so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline... I hate being broke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115660531460756300?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115660531460756300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115660531460756300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115660531460756300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115660531460756300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115626628062483875</id><published>2006-08-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:04:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said anything about that?</title><content type='html'>Well, I am damn tired... Din sleep much... It's been not so great recently... If you knew what happened, good for you... If you didn't, I am not gonna elaborated... Why share bad news? Anyway, it has cost me my sleep, my momentum and my happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nv ever trust someone even if he/she is close to heart... You will be damn disappointed... Anyway I know I haven't been updating the blog regularly... Or as regularly as I want to... I feel so guilty... Anyway life is going to turn around, I am going to work for it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115626628062483875?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115626628062483875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115626628062483875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115626628062483875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115626628062483875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-said-anything-about-that.html' title='Who said anything about that?'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115586788076315101</id><published>2006-08-18T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:24:40.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>What can you do when a pair of puppy eyes stare at you? Big, brown and pleading... Your heart absolutely melts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sims 2 is coming out with the pet edition... Finally... With Open for Business, now the pets edition is the best... I wanna buy it... But now, I am so broke... Really wonder what happen to all my money... Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get a new phone in Sep... My old one spoilt... Planning to get K800i... Coz i see it's cool and heard it's just as cool... I need to get a new bag as my bag spoil... I can't believe it lah... Now, the sims 2... Who wans to offer to sponsor any of these on the list... Please contact me... Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115586788076315101?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115586788076315101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115586788076315101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115586788076315101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115586788076315101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115564098742579132</id><published>2006-08-15T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:23:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stink</title><content type='html'>I dun understand why my life is so imbalanced... When one part of my life sucks, another one tend to prosper... Why can't they equal out? Be an average... Anyway a dumb cat shit outside my room... So naughty... But heard it got neutered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, waiting for a friend to finish class and have dinner together... Now that all of us go into our own specialisations, almost all the time i dun meet my friends in classes or have lunch together with them... It's so sad... Therefore, I am glad of this opportunity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once school starts, it's always too many things going on, too little time... Must really learn to handle all the things... I can't believe until now that there are all kinds of people in this world... And never judge someone until you know them... Of course for me, I rely on my intuition... Coz the most important thing is to learn to please yourself... As most likely no one else will bother to please you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go meet my friend liao... Later will go back and work on tut... Yeah... And maple all the way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115564098742579132?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115564098742579132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115564098742579132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115564098742579132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115564098742579132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/stink.html' title='Stink'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115537739909123625</id><published>2006-08-12T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T18:09:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to believe...</title><content type='html'>It's the weekend once again... I dun wanna waste any time... So I'll study now... And put in effort... Right at the beginning... No more struggles at the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so super broke I left $10+ dollars in my account... So dead... Keep to the $50 a week thingy must start... Buying textbooks can seriously bankrupt me... Plus I wanna get shoes... And I need a new hp coz mine spoilt!!! Can cry ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week had been really strange... But maybe I just need time to adjust to been so slacked... Worked out a time table and I plan to keep to it... I will not waste time... Studying this weekend will start after dinner... Read my books to relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I last read a storybook... But found the crystal gorge in the NLB today... So I borrowed it... Finally... One more book to finish up that series...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115537739909123625?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115537739909123625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115537739909123625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115537739909123625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115537739909123625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/starting-to-believe.html' title='Starting to believe...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115511013181570029</id><published>2006-08-09T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:55:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Birthday...</title><content type='html'>It's national day today... 1st week of school and there's a holiday already?? Cool... The first 2 days of school had been tiring for me... I guess I'm just not used to it... All the sitting down no talking... Plus oso most of my friends are not in the same classes as me anymore becoz of the options and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, national day today... I just wanna enjoy and relax... Lessons are going to be fine... So I guess I'll go out... Later on to parkway and just walk around... Seems so long since I last went out... Hope it will be great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finish sorting out the photos... I am so glad... I guess I better choose the 10 OG pictures for ethan... If not I will forget...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115511013181570029?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115511013181570029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115511013181570029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115511013181570029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115511013181570029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-birthday.html' title='National Birthday...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115487571632471038</id><published>2006-08-06T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:38:41.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meteor Garden</title><content type='html'>Damn painful... My whole body is aching like crazy... All the fault of the battle of the sexes... "We will not be moved..." Movement is virtually impossible without groans and it is definitely slowed down to at least half the speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml, school starts and it's time to prepare myself for it... Watching as much tv and playing as much game as I can now... I need to prepare for printing notes and my timetable... Playing tour guide to my friends who are new to the school... Life's cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to chill... Kick back and relax... Was watching tv and they're showing meteor garden 2... Wow... Seems so long... I cry every single episode... For real... Don't understand why but it is a show which had my sorrow written all over it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115487571632471038?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115487571632471038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115487571632471038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115487571632471038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115487571632471038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/meteor-garden.html' title='Meteor Garden'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115478527039742258</id><published>2006-08-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:41:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp:Over School:Starting</title><content type='html'>I am so so so super tired... Unbelievable... The hall camp is finally over... At least for me now... It's SP night tonight and they will be heading down to Obar later tonight... Too bad I'm not going if not tml I'm sure I can't wake up for tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am quite proud of myself for pulling it through the overnight amazing race by my hall camp... (the crazy programmers!!!) It was really really tiring... My body was definitely pushed to the limit... In terms of lack of sleep and also physically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing race it defintely was... And at least the OG I was running with came in 1st... Can tell you that we are definitely shagged... I've been to many places that I've never been... Some never even heard of before... Snow city, laser quest, fishing place in Marina Bay... In that aspect, I am really glad to be part of the experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since school is gonna start, I am going to put all the so called fun behind and concentrate on studying and working on my project... Of course I will go for our hall productions and DnD... It will be my last year le... I will work doubly hard to maintain both a good studious life and social life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to rest liao I guess... School will be starting on monday... So short yet so long... Woo-hoo... It's been fun while it lasted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115478527039742258?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115478527039742258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115478527039742258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115478527039742258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115478527039742258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/08/campover-schoolstarting.html' title='Camp:Over School:Starting'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115425316058110652</id><published>2006-07-30T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T17:52:40.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm before calamity strikes...</title><content type='html'>Ok... Maybe that was abit too exaggerating... But that's how I feel... So tiring... A most inconvenient time for camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it just hurts... I guess you dunno what I mean... Not so sure if you know that about yourself... Maybe you're just you and that no matter what happens, you won't know how much it hurts even if someone mentioned it... Happened once, twice and many many times... Time and time after I brush it off and treat it like normal... I can't help it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being normal... Why am I not so rich I dun have to worry about money or work while I am studying? And yet I am not that poor that I can apply for financial help from outside?? Pissed off coz I am stuck in the middle... Neither rich nor poor, neither here nor there... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopting a cat soon... A black cat with yellow eyes... So cute... Still a kitten... A boy boy... Hope I am less scared of carrying it... Busy trying to get collar and food for it... Will take some pictures at 1st chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go prepare to go back to school... See Loaf!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115425316058110652?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115425316058110652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115425316058110652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115425316058110652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115425316058110652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/calm-before-calamity-strikes.html' title='Calm before calamity strikes...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115410976216205361</id><published>2006-07-29T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:00:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dust *Ah-choo~!!!*</title><content type='html'>I know it has been so so so super long since I last updated my blog!!! Been super busy with post-camp stuff (for Insinyur) and pre-camp stuff (for Hall Camp)... Plus the fact that I have to settle my hostel stuff... (Which I've been doing today...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid for my hall acceptance fee ($320!!!) collected the keys and shifted more than half the stuff over... My nose got irritated all the way!!! And can't help sneezing... And as if a tap is running non-stop, so did my nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now finally a time to rest... Til tml morning when I have to shift again and again and again... Will be busy since hall camp is coming up the coming tuesday... So probably won't update as regularly as I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as not to let u miss me too much, here's something for you to enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lovely picture or not, you be the judge... I just like it coz it's me... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115410976216205361?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115410976216205361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115410976216205361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115410976216205361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115410976216205361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/dust-ah-choo.html' title='Dust *Ah-choo~!!!*'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115340847488184614</id><published>2006-07-20T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:14:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shagged out</title><content type='html'>So tired... Hahaha... The 4th day of camp went past... Seems short most of the time though there are times where it is unbearable long... Camp is always fun so never try to be serious all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in the pavilion after the campfire last night... Guess I am so tired that I fell asleep without bothering about whether the ground is hard or not... Though a number of times I woke up with stiff joints and feeling cold, I just try to go back to sleep... I am now falling asleep... But there's still the important INITIATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can go back earlier to rest... Tml is SP nite... Hope to have fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115340847488184614?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115340847488184614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115340847488184614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115340847488184614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115340847488184614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/shagged-out.html' title='Shagged out'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115297632494844025</id><published>2006-07-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:12:04.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone... This time...</title><content type='html'>Insinyur Seniors Camp ends today... And real torture comes on 17th July... When camp starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the banner is done!! And hung up... I hope nothing went wrong or else... Can cry ah~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to finish up updating the website for Insinyur and also Hall 7... Though they haven't given me much material to work with... How to make website lidat??!! I am still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now cooling down coz I walked from Hall 15 to Hall 7... One end of NTU to the other... OMG!!! Probably head down to the showers then do the laundry... And then work lor... Must manage time well since I need to pack for camp too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Just rest... I have less than 24 hrs to freedom... Next update after the camp... Dun think I can do so in between...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115297632494844025?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115297632494844025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115297632494844025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115297632494844025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115297632494844025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/alone-this-time.html' title='Alone... This time...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115262876429116586</id><published>2006-07-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:39:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna sleep...</title><content type='html'>Finally FINALLY I have finished my report and also done with the supervisor visit... I am so happy!!! But it is not that good as I feel so sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been sick yesterday and went down to the school's medical center to check it out... The doctor said that I have to cut down on my caffeine intake as well as the acidic food such as oranges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I have excess stomach acids and they are rushing up my throat, causing the bad sore throat I have for the past 2/3 weeks... Boy am I glad to find the problem behind the soreness... But it is so sad that I can no longer indulge in Starbucks and drink teh bing... Haiz... For now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am taking my medicine regularly... But now I feel sleepy... Camp is starting real soon... I am gonna start preparing for camp and finish updating the websites... I also need to get a dress!!! Hmmm... what a rush... Have a good night sleep 1st... It is more important...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115262876429116586?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115262876429116586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115262876429116586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115262876429116586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115262876429116586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-wanna-sleep.html' title='I just wanna sleep...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115237044255174725</id><published>2006-07-08T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:59:15.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Deep Shit</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to hand in the report in 2 days time... And it is not done... AT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am watching My Name Is Earl, and feeling sleepy again... Hahahaha... How?? Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the anime Keroro Gunso... It is so cute and funny... Whenever I watch it though, it reminds me of someone, who in turns remind me of someone else... Anyway... heard they left... Relieved? Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having this really bad headache for most part of the day... I really feel very sick... I dunno how to lie through this report... Plus I feel like sleeping now... Die lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was at PS... Saw that the biggest KitKat is for real... Cool... Chocolate is cure!!! Hahaha... But I am so heaty I have ulcers and pimples... I wanna get my room now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115237044255174725?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115237044255174725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115237044255174725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115237044255174725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115237044255174725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-deep-shit.html' title='In Deep Shit'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115211247507957302</id><published>2006-07-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:17:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm cold...</title><content type='html'>Nice snow... Though Singapore will never have snow... But one can still dream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that coldness will make me think about the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not over it yet... Trying to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so tired everyday... Even if I slept enough... I can't rest my mind at night... Keeping asking why... My fault? Or just not meant to be? Sometimes, love alone is not enough... Like one said, you can't survive on love like you do on bread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno what's wrong with me... Guess I am going into the "sleeping therapy" again... When I sleep and go into another world created by my brain... A much better world and I decide to stay there... I start falling asleep at 11... Unbelievable... Even now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I shld go... Bought a new toy... The 20 qns game... Cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115211247507957302?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115211247507957302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115211247507957302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115211247507957302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115211247507957302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-cold.html' title='I&apos;m cold...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115201824448445176</id><published>2006-07-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:17:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs that touched... (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/02b9tkSa_EY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/02b9tkSa_EY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱的故事有很多&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你一定听过&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她们说&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美的爱情像湖泊&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美的忍不住停留&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而任性的风&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吹过了&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;却飘下一片片叶落&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放开手往北方走&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下伤心的树独自忍受&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你离开我连一句话都不说&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只默默看着今晚天空星光闪烁&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看今夜的流星&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;划过了天际&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑我的心&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我无法再冷静&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请你要倾听&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的唯一&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不愿去相信&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们之间&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隔着海洋的距离&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的爱&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已融化在空气里&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai de gu shi you hen duo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni yi ding ting guo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta men shuo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zui mei de ai qing xiang hu po&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mei de ren bu zhu ting liu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er ren xing de feng&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chui guo le&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que piao xia yi pian pian ye luo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fang kai shou wang bei fang zou&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liu xia sang xin de shu du zhi ren shou&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni li kai wo lian yi ju hua dou bu shuo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhi mo mo kan zhe jin wan tian kong xin guang shan shuo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kan jin ye de liu xing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hua guo le tian ji&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiao wo de xin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo wu fai zai le jing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing ni yao jing ting&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni shi wo de wei yi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo bu yuan qu xiang xin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo men zhi jian&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ge zhe hai yang de ju li&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo de ai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi rong hua zai kong qi li&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the nicest songs I am hearing now... This is what it means...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many love stories out there, you must have heard of.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People mentioned that the most beautiful love is just like lake,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful that they just stopped and looked...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the strong wind start blowing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that's left are leaves drifting down slowly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go the hand and head to the north.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad tree is left to bear all loneliness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me without a single word,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the sky filled with stars silently tonight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw shooting stars flying across the vast sky,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at me and my broken heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't calm down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that you're my only love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this distance, as wide as oceans,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing between us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is evaporating into the atmosphere without you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115201824448445176?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115201824448445176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115201824448445176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115201824448445176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115201824448445176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/songs-that-touched-part-1.html' title='Songs that touched... (Part 1)'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115193578285935185</id><published>2006-07-03T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:17:55.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over...</title><content type='html'>Shocked to the point of disbelief,&lt;br /&gt;Evolving into a numbing pain...&lt;br /&gt;The happy memories spiralled into the black hole,&lt;br /&gt;Never to surface again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears can't be formed,&lt;br /&gt;Cold invades the once warm body...&lt;br /&gt;Time just stopped and keep going back to the minute,&lt;br /&gt;The minute you died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's no longer bright,&lt;br /&gt;But the stars still shine...&lt;br /&gt;Lighting up your way up to the skies,&lt;br /&gt;To a place you can rest and wait for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime you'll be safe in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I won't chase you away...&lt;br /&gt;For you mean the world to me,&lt;br /&gt;Now, always and forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kaylin aka Jiayu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115193578285935185?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115193578285935185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115193578285935185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115193578285935185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115193578285935185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115185090452857276</id><published>2006-07-02T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:35:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure</title><content type='html'>Leaving is always sad... Saying goodbye's not something that's fabulous... I often find myself saying goodbye too much... I had no choice... "Theres no easy way to say good bye so baby just say good night..." - Lyrics from say goodnight by the click five...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole weekend sucked... I guess the past month had sucked and it just rolled over, get suckier and suckier... Just like a snowball that built up... Life stinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where'd you go?"&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time with,&lt;br /&gt;Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,&lt;br /&gt;You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help listening to this song... Feeling really really bad... I really really miss him... But I am not a weakling coz it is really unfair that he should just leave without letting me know anything... I am not some airhead whose feelings he can just toy around with... I care and I can say I truly do... A lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am just staring at this picture... The 1st time I knew him... Trying to figure out what is it that he was attracted to at the beginning... Or was it just a fraud? Thanx to Ben who IRed it to me yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/400/gifvers.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really really bad... So bad it drove me to drink... Initially planned to head out to Zouk... In the end went down to Rouge instead... Not too bad... Drank abit... I really really think beer is not that nice... I prefer liquor instead... Shots even better... Met Vincent the camera guy... Hahaha... Took a pic with carrie... Will upload it up when I get it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get crazy... Drink, dance... Just wanna forget it all... If he don't care then I don't care... What kind of bloody relationship is that?? Whatever it is... I am strong, I can do it... Just like Elle Woods in Legally Blonde... I can do it... It's all determination...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115185090452857276?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115185090452857276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115185090452857276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115185090452857276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115185090452857276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/07/departure.html' title='Departure'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115168164397592971</id><published>2006-06-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:34:04.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>他说他很爱她他说会守护她&lt;br /&gt;他送她玫瑰花一切美得不像话&lt;br /&gt;从朋友变成情人她不再只有自己&lt;br /&gt;她爱他爱得彻底真心溢满了甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间看清一个人开始令人昏沉沉&lt;br /&gt;他像变了一个人太蛮横&lt;br /&gt;她开始悬著疑问不想再等他承认&lt;br /&gt;不再要任何伤痕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁爱谁谁又流乾了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;谁后悔难分难舍太伤悲&lt;br /&gt;他爱谁谁应该止住眼泪&lt;br /&gt;她心碎谁又该乾脆离开&lt;br /&gt;谁爱谁谁又能反反覆覆&lt;br /&gt;谁后悔谁在忍受著孤独&lt;br /&gt;谁了解他退出她孤独&lt;br /&gt;谁了解谁退出谁孤独&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱得太盲目&lt;br /&gt;谁不满足&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good... It's the weekend finally... And I just finished tuition... Seems to feel like the commitment is done... I am free... Even though many unhappy things had happened this week, all I want is this weekend to forget them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating my pocky now and watching sports illustrated model search... Just chill... Typing away in my blog and also playing maplestory... I am again doing so many things at once... But life alone is not challenging enough to do just one thing at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be living a active/busy life... I, on the other hand, gets tired so easily... Haiz... Why?? Haiz... Must be that period of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml meeting ben for lunch... Then after that I will go get my hair cut, new shoes, new purse... Hahaha... feel like shopping but no one is free to go with me!!! Haiz... Then at night shall head down to zouk with carrie... But... Aiya... Dunno lah see how 1st... Coz I am in pain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115168164397592971?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115168164397592971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115168164397592971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115168164397592971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115168164397592971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115158945113967484</id><published>2006-06-29T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:57:31.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eugh...</title><content type='html'>I feel so sick... Just feel like puking all the time... I just dun know why... Though I feel sick, I just don't wanna take MC... Coz I got no money to see doctor already!!! Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to cash in my cheque from my attachment for so long but nv got around to it... Today went to the rivervale plaza but there is no cheque deposit box there!!! Impossible... That means tml morning I must go down to CP to throw it into the box... Haiz... So troublesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I dun cash it in, I won't get the money then cannot go drinking le... Hahaha... So I rather take the trouble... But my colleague said there will be a 5day clearing week... I dunno what he means but I just pray pray lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is he gonna come back?? Haiz... Seems to me like as if he just disappear on me just like that... Well, if he ever did, I will be so pissed off!!! Just 2 days and it feels like forever... And life is throwing obstacles at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo!!! Got my pocket money!!! Yeah... Can cut hair, get new track shoes, go drinking... Wahahaha... Great! I love it... Just don't wanna worry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115158945113967484?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115158945113967484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115158945113967484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115158945113967484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115158945113967484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/eugh.html' title='Eugh...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115150787621941222</id><published>2006-06-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:17:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful moments...</title><content type='html'>Bruise the size of a strawberry on my thigh... Unbelievable how clumsy I've become...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is alright today... Just been talking and talking with Fran... Just about everything under the sun was mentioned... Gossip and lotsa rubbish... De-soldering and soldering in the process as well... So glad I am a woman and can multitask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I got splashed by melted soldering lead so it wasn't that great... But it hurt only for a short while... The bad part is when u get poked by component legs and bleed... With the threat of blood poisoning... Haiz... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after lunch I start to feel really bad... Also not too sure what is wrong... Just feel really bloated and pain in my tummy... It continued til night time... Was feeling so uncomfortable when out with carrie and naelin just now... It just got worse when we had dinner and then walked around abit in Harvey Norman... Almost blacked out with the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him... Yes I do... But what can I do?? Mope around?? No... I will nv... Bought choc to cheer me up... Anyway pay comes in already!!! Yeah... Time to party in Zouk!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115150787621941222?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115150787621941222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115150787621941222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115150787621941222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115150787621941222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/painful-moments.html' title='Painful moments...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115141603560400540</id><published>2006-06-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:47:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments</title><content type='html'>What exactly must happen in life before you know you must give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is uncertain... Worse is that I don't exactly look forward to it... It's true... My life is always work work work... I have fun... But it is not exactly something I can indulge myself due to the lack of time... That's why I always want to make full use of time... It's something I am short of... The same reason why I hate it when time is wasting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 more weeks of attachment to go... But immediately after, school camp starts... The only good thing is that I will get 1 week break before I have my hall camp... At least I hope I do at least get the one week break... I am so drained out coz the weekend is never enough... 2 whole weeks of being totally uncontactable... Just dun miss me too much guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of not enough sleep, running around school/hall/Singapore, you can see just how enthusiastic I am... Haha... But at least I can now train my stamina... Which reminds me I have alot of preparation to do before camp starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie jio me go zouk this saturday... I am looking forward to it definitely... Sure would like to party after a stress-filled week... Hahaha... It's just too bad james gonna go m'sia and miss it... But what the heck... I will not brood about it... (tho my mind is constantly going back to the subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true that once you got it all, you don't think that anything is enticing anymore... You'll always be striving for something more... More and more and more... The grass is greener on the other side... Even better when the other side comes with a pool, beer and bikini babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad my final year is coming up... One more year to endure before I am free... One more year to put in all my hard work... My heart, my soul, into a project... To show that I can do it... I will do it with grace... I swear never to get sidetracked... Not even a tornado will blow me away... My studies shall be my priority...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now tell me, when in life you think you must give up??&lt;br /&gt;Ans: When your heart turned cold, ur spirit broken...&lt;br /&gt;You just need someone to hold you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115141603560400540?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115141603560400540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115141603560400540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115141603560400540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115141603560400540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/disappointments.html' title='Disappointments'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115116303196027867</id><published>2006-06-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:30:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love...</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... Stayed in the hotel with james and jesse... It was relaxing... Slacked and watched tv... In a way, I got to know james abit more now... The late night talks... The feeling of love... Hee hee... This is for you, james darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/400/Image%28203%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took this picture when going to carrie's house this afternoon... Hahaha... Just something I feel like doing... Cabs like this... Running all over Singapore... So cool... Coz it's saying what I wanna say...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched "She's the man" with carrie last night... It was so funny... How she tried to act like a man... Hahaha... The funniest part is where the spider went into the room and they got so freaked out they jumped on their beds and ended hugging each other... They screamed at each other and at the spider... And then the telephone rang and shocked them they screamed again!!! It was so goddamn funny I remembered I just cannot stop laughing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But today's not exactly the best day of my life... My necklace broke... My earphone is mute on one side... Haiz... But it is fine as long as I am happy... I hope my pay is coming... I need to get a new pair of sports shoes I guess... And go shopping... I need to save up in case of school term too... Wished I can worked longer and earn more...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder what we can do next week... I am always like that... Like to be well prepared... Schedules and stuff... I am so sleepy now I guess I shld be sleeping instead... Have to go out and meet carrie to go pick out the stuff that I left with her... Slippers, necklace and phamplets...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115116303196027867?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115116303196027867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115116303196027867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115116303196027867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115116303196027867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love.html' title='I love...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115098514204072162</id><published>2006-06-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:05:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling...</title><content type='html'>I remembered there was a time when I was chatting with Jan and talking to her about the feeling of falling in love... We were sharing our past relationships, talking about 1st loves... So many relationships after, we have both lost our feeling of being loved and loving others... We no longer can fall head over heels in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much afraid of that... I can remember the feeling of being in love... The freedom of trust... It is not something I wanna lose... After many betrayals, no longer is the heart easy to open... There's always holding back... And the end result is a love-hate relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say everything's as smooth as I want it to be... Maybe not at the moment I dunno... But I think I can safely say I am happier than I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, drama happens everyday... My colleagues cannot get along with this particular person... Sometimes the person gets on my nerves too... But I guess bear with it will be a way to deal with it... 3 more weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had gyozas just now... It was damn nice... If u're free, go see this... Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gprime.net/video.php/spraypaintart"&gt;http://gprime.net/video.php/spraypaintart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stay out this weekend... Now I am packing for it... My whole family's infected with virus... So scary... I dun wanna be infected... Haiz... I am forever waiting for the other ball to drop... Expecting, waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来最疼痛的表情竟是没有情绪&lt;br /&gt;原来最残忍的画面可以甜言蜜语&lt;br /&gt;我不懂得如何更爱你&lt;br /&gt;影子讽刺地跟着我难分难离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来最孤单的是我还是那么想你&lt;br /&gt;原来最悲哀的是我不能面对自己&lt;br /&gt;你收的干净&lt;br /&gt;我也会不留一点痕迹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115098514204072162?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115098514204072162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115098514204072162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115098514204072162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115098514204072162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/falling.html' title='Falling...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115064229223678485</id><published>2006-06-18T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:51:32.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心酸</title><content type='html'>利用听不懂，看不懂的语言，呈现了这篇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然时间不长，心碎还是有可能的。。。我可以说一道，心里不一定那么得想。。。但是男人不会了解的。。。他们只会更糊涂，更乱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宁愿不要想这样多，希望未来会更好。。。要求不多就不会失望了。。。我会尝试看开一点。。。可能会失败，或者是成功。。。心甘情愿就好。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115064229223678485?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115064229223678485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115064229223678485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115064229223678485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115064229223678485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='心酸'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115054045087206790</id><published>2006-06-17T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:17:56.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs...</title><content type='html'>They work for and against you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spending the lazy saturday in a certain part of orchard... It was great... Watching American Pie Wedding again on my laptop and laughing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside was just that my phone had to die last night... Leaving me totally uncontactable... I came back to my room in hall last night... Opened the door and had a shock for a whole 15 mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cleaners were so professional that they carried my bookcase up on my bed and left it there after cleaning... I spend close to 2 hours sorting out everything... I know I am gonna have a big problem when I need to shift stuff home... Haiz... I am dead meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really sleep... Finally fell asleep in my empty room at 230am and sleep til 730am... I woke up when it thundered and starts to pour... Seeing that it is still early, I went back to sleep... Finally woke up again at 9... Then I went to shower and prepare to pack to go home... Carrie is still not here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din get to meet her and there is no way i can contact her!!! I told myself the only way there is is to go home and charge my phone as well as call her to see where she is... Finally got home and called her, she's in my hall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to meet up at CP and then take bus down to orchard... After which we proceed to relax and slack for til 9... Lazy bums we are... Wahahaha... I din actually slack that much coz I suddenly have work on the brochure to do... I am glad to finally finally get it out of my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope life is as good as this... Coz I am satisfied... Really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115054045087206790?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115054045087206790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115054045087206790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115054045087206790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115054045087206790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/blogs.html' title='Blogs...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-115038392157692084</id><published>2006-06-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:05:21.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Go... Let It Be...</title><content type='html'>I am finally at peace... Hahaha... Dunno why I am so relieved... But I am glad I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I went to the ECP... Initially it was supposed to be an outing to parkway parade... But it ended up into a walk along the beach... Guess it is really calming to do so... Feeling the sea breeze, hearing the waves... Looking at the moon rising... Almost heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tuesday onwards wasn't so good... Rained during lunch and I walked back in the rain... Then fell sick with slight fever... Meeting after work at TCC paradiz centre with YT &amp; CJ... Then had more work to do and the dateline is so short... But it is a good progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, I went down to Swensens PS and meet up with carrie and james... Though I was exhausted, I am sure glad to see the 2 closest pple in my life now... But aches and throat pain sets in once I reach home... Because there were so much work to do too, I decided to skip work the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rested on wednesday, spending my time with james... He has the greatest life, no need to work... So lucky... Well, I guess life's not fair... Evening time, we had dinner at sakae sushi (doc say must eat light food -- Sushi??) and head down to crown prince swensens for ice cream with carrie... Choc crunch when you are sick is not a good idea... But I only know that on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to work today... I tried my best for the whole day... But still I come back exhausted... Watched some tv, did some work... Now... Time for bed... Hahaha... Such is my sad life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-115038392157692084?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/115038392157692084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=115038392157692084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115038392157692084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/115038392157692084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-it-go-let-it-be.html' title='Let It Go... Let It Be...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114995396263726555</id><published>2006-06-10T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:39:22.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachy Me</title><content type='html'>I finally, finally, FINALLY get to go to the beach... Yesh!!! Went there today morning with my best friend... We had quite a hot time... One of the times I actually wore very little and tan... Hahaha... Though it was hot, I enjoyed it... But carrie can't take the heat so we left at 1130...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a good thing we did... Coz after our shower, we went to take the blue line to the visitor departure center... Halfway thru the ride, it started to pour... Phew... Lucky din get caught in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to harbourfront and then got our lunch at Breeks!... My food wasn't that nice but I still force myself to finish it... Bland fish and pasta in mushroom sauce... Carrie's chicken is quite nice however... I helped myself to her whipped potato... Hee hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go back to my house... coz she wans to get songs from my computer... But on the NEL, one of my dudes contacted me and in the end, plans were change and we head out to town with the dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing some really worn out top... And feeling really arkward... Then I got a new t-shirt... Nice t-shirt that says "This shirt would look even better on your floor." Nice huh? Hahaha... I love it... Will be cooling to wear out on sunny days too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hanged out til around 7+ then carrie and me went back to my house... She stayed till 10+ and head back out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that I am really missing him badly... I know he still cares... At least my stubborn part... I don't understand why he doesn't reply my msges, doesn't wanna contact me anymore... Is there really someone else?? Is it I am the one who has been so dumb that I don't even see it when he is not really serious about me? I really dunno... But I go with my heart... Even if it shatters into such tiny pieces and when the wind blows, they will fly to u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114995396263726555?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114995396263726555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114995396263726555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114995396263726555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114995396263726555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/beachy-me.html' title='Beachy Me'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114977533432795864</id><published>2006-06-08T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:02:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone... In this world...</title><content type='html'>Yes I am sorry... But seems like it is all too late... In no mood for anything... I am thinning down... To the point that a demin skirt which was bought not too long ago can be slid off without having to be unbuttoned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i miss him... But what to do... He no longer wants me anymore... I guess he has decided I am not worth it... There are better gals out there... I also know I can't just let go like this... I guess I can slowly let go... Or try to... But now it is not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep well. No appetite too... Haiz... I wanna go running so badly... But weather so cold and my bed looks so snuggly... I am back to my illness "sleeping avoidance"... I wish... I can't do that at home... Can't let my heart heal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache plagues me every night... I can only bear with it... Cramps and everything... Oh... help... I wanna do rebonding... And soon... Slim down too... Be my best...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114977533432795864?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114977533432795864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114977533432795864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114977533432795864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114977533432795864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/alone-in-this-world.html' title='Alone... In this world...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114951535305997234</id><published>2006-06-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:49:13.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Artist: Backstreet Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song: I Still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Album: Never Gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you still the same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or did you change somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At this very moment when I think of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when I'm looking back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we were young and stupid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter how I fight it, can't deny it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just can't let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still need you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still care about you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of moving on, not refuse to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I keep coming back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah, I'm stuck in a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That wasn't meant to last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've tried to fight it, can't deny it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't even know that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still need you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still care about you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, No...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like you found me, that I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would never let you go(need you, care about you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though everything's been said and done, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like I'm right beside you (Like I'm right here beside you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Backstreet Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song: Crawling Back to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Album: Never Gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I was such a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To ever let go of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But baby I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yeah I know I said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'd be better off alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was time that we moved on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I broke your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't mean to break your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But baby, here I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pride's spilled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you gonna let me in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was running from the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're in there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can make me wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not going away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the least that I can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to tell you face to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was lying to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm dying in this hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And girl, I know you're mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't blame you for being mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But baby, here I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pride's spilled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you gonna let me in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was running from the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you could see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these tears I'm crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Touch these hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that can't stop shaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heal my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's heavily bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You would see a different man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But baby, here I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pride's spilled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm crawling back to you (come on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you gonna let me in? (let me in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was running from the truth (running from you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pride's spilled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was running from the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crawling back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not so good, not so bad... Work today was so boring... Haiz... Then results came out... 1st time I cleared all my modules in one sem... I am looking forward to the new semester... Truthfully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, things are not so good after that... Haiz... It is always the matter of the heart... I am always the one who makes sacrifices... And I am always in the wrong... Always the one to forgive... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114951535305997234?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114951535305997234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114951535305997234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114951535305997234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114951535305997234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/artist-backstreet-boyssong-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114939168267167370</id><published>2006-06-04T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:28:03.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Problem</title><content type='html'>I've just gotten my new bed yesterday... Black leatherish feel... It was nice or at least look nice when it was tidy... But this morning I woke up with bad pain over my right shoulder and down the back... OMG it is so BAD!!! I can't turn my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had previously changed my bed becoz the mattress's spring is poking out at my back... Though it was not so good but it is tolerable... Plus the fact that it is super single helps alot too... Got more space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, when I was sleeping on my bed (which is downgraded to single due to space limitation), I woke up 3 times to check if I fell out of bed yet... So scary... I think I am really reliant on the wall which feels more secure to me... But I guess I just have to get more used to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite fun. My camp committee members went out for steamboat dinner together... A funny incident is that the shop doesn't accept any cards... Not even NETS... Unbelievable... Some of us digged out money to help my chairperson fork out the money to pay for all the people... But it was alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I've been wanting to go shopping... But I always like the opinion of others and no one wants/can shop with me... It is horrible... I want new bras, perfume... Since waiting for people to get perfume for me is so hard, forget it I better get it myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said, I only hear what I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said, I talk so all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said you caught me coz you want me and one day you let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You tried to take away a keeper or keep me coz you know you're just scared to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114939168267167370?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114939168267167370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114939168267167370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114939168267167370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114939168267167370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/06/bed-problem.html' title='Bed Problem'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114900226502709079</id><published>2006-05-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:17:45.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV life</title><content type='html'>A man did something wrong in the past. The woman who loved him left with a broken heart. Another man came and healed her broken heart. She was happy but happiness never last. She cannot trust again. The 1st guy came back begging, swearing that he has changed. She cannot trust. But her heart sways and she cannot make a choice. She is stuck. Who should she choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl faced many difficulties. Many enemies in life, all pretending. Allies in danger. She is strong. But how many more obstacles can she cross before she breaks down? What can she do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl's lover has gone far far away. How long before he comes back? How long before she can see him? Should she just give up and give in to the other guy? Because he can be there for her when she needs him. Or should she just hang on because the lover was there 1st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paths of life... The plots in shows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114900226502709079?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114900226502709079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114900226502709079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114900226502709079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114900226502709079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/tv-life.html' title='TV life'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114883004395156211</id><published>2006-05-28T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:27:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches</title><content type='html'>Sunday night... Depression sets in... And now I have this bloody headache... *sigh* This weekend feels to me like it is wasted... But I am so tired... And I screw up lots... For which I dunno what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Las Vegas now... Wishing I can go on a holiday... And relax... I am tense... I wanna go sightseeing... Nature. green. soft breeze. smell of grass. brick cottages. animals... I wanna go and see before I die chained to obligations and singapore stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna slim down... I've decided to start eating healthy... Normal food, not too sweet, not too salty... Thank goodness I don't really go for oily food... But fries will be abit tough... Salads when I head out... I will move more... Walk more... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the pussycat dolls in Las Vegas... Hahaha... "Don't you wish your gf was hot like me?" What if one day one of them turns into a fat pig? She gets kicked out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish people can see through into the heart instead of just the exterior...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114883004395156211?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114883004395156211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114883004395156211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114883004395156211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114883004395156211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/headaches.html' title='Headaches'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114856975059435098</id><published>2006-05-25T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:35:11.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretense</title><content type='html'>During her attachment, my sister's boyfriend brought her home everyday... Yes, they spend alot of time together... Even if he stays rather far away... I can't imagine why the same can never happen to me... Almost all the guys said I am too needy... But I am already letting it go... No longer holding on anymore... Why is it not working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life drains off mental energy... I just wish sometimes it can be recharged... Some words of encouragement, some sweet nothings is exactly what I want... But I can't get it... Coz life is unfair... I myself had made some bad choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I've said to give up... So many times I've thrown everything away... So many times I went back the same way I came... I am weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呼吸着一种孤独的味道&lt;br /&gt;心跳在你沉默以后&lt;br /&gt;慢慢的被淡忘掉&lt;br /&gt;我笑了笑反正你看不到&lt;br /&gt;我要的幸福遗落在你怀抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当爱失了焦&lt;br /&gt;那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你搁在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上拥挤人潮&lt;br /&gt;走着看着都是摧眠符号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记忆停不了&lt;br /&gt;穿过读你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿过想你的味道&lt;br /&gt;我只想不被打扰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好我只要&lt;br /&gt;只想要再拥有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;一直会让我依靠&lt;br /&gt;继续等待&lt;br /&gt;还心甘情愿的不想逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好依然是&lt;br /&gt;依然是暧昧的tone调&lt;br /&gt;一个人无理取闹&lt;br /&gt;两人世界的煎熬&lt;br /&gt;我被自己困在自己设下的圈套&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像是驼鸟&lt;br /&gt;相信时间是唯一解药&lt;br /&gt;视而不见&lt;br /&gt;傻到了无可救药&lt;br /&gt;其实早明了&lt;br /&gt;你的爱已随风飘&lt;br /&gt;想要找&lt;br /&gt;再也找不到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装自己&lt;br /&gt;已解开冰冷的手铐&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114856975059435098?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114856975059435098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114856975059435098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114856975059435098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114856975059435098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/pretense.html' title='Pretense'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114787418274977170</id><published>2006-05-17T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:56:22.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse life</title><content type='html'>Wondering why is there no updates from me the past few days? I've been super busy these few days... I really think that if everybody faces the same problem as me... The only time people can actually make babies is during the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on attachment... It's really working, working non stop... Amazing... Luckily what I am doing is mindless jobs... Don't need to think all that much... But it does get routine... But today was abit different... I am also not sure in a good or bad kinda way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working has sorta bad injuries on me, esp my hands... Because I am dealing with testing of circuit boards, I have to remove these parts, attach these parts... My fingers are getting rough... Plus removing ICs from their holders are not easy... Today I have bleeding parts to show... Really in pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of complaining... I am really tired... So complain oso don't make me feel better... I shld be resting more now... So... I'm off gonna sleep... Nitez peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114787418274977170?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114787418274977170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114787418274977170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114787418274977170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114787418274977170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/horse-life.html' title='Horse life'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114754178529242117</id><published>2006-05-13T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:36:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ain't got it...</title><content type='html'>I've finally watched a R21 show... Woo-hoo!! Watched Lie With Me with Ben and James at PS... Initially, I just liked the title of the show... I din really expected it to be a R21 show... But it was and there we have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is about this girl who loves partying and sex... And she met this guy whom she can't get in the 1st place... When she got her 1st chance, she ran away instead... The guy chased her... But afterwards, he ran away instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this whole period just sex and stuff... And it stopped coz this other girl from the guy's life took him away from her... And she was devestated, lost without him... Sorta like after tasting what's good, she can no longer live with just the average...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the ending of the story they sorta got back together... Neither of them running away... Which is kinda cool... The ending credits were running and then we saw that it was a Canadian show... Hahaha... Ben and James were like... No wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the girl is sorta like me... I really love sex... Feel comfortable in my own skin... I just hope my story ends the same way as the movies... Though there are hurt and sense of betrayal, just wish that I could have a happy ending... I just don't feel that it might be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good day i guess... Until I heard the news that my friend's grandma pass away... It was expected... But still, sad... Tired enough for one day... I don't want the weekend to end... I don't wanna work... Sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114754178529242117?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114754178529242117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114754178529242117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114754178529242117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114754178529242117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-aint-got-it.html' title='You ain&apos;t got it...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114736586437424943</id><published>2006-05-12T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:44:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend...</title><content type='html'>I had never in my life appreciated long weekends like I have now... 3rd day on the job... And I am glad to say that I have so-called, settled in with the people there... So I hope each day will be more enjoyable than the previous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was not very good was that I have this news that I might be doing testing of the main boards for the rest of the weeks too... Which is totally boring... OMG!!! I pray that this is not true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Edwin finally came back from taiwan... And he bought me a gift... A claw which looks suspiciously like a cat's paw... Heh heh... Guess he thought of me afterall... *touched* *only for a moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Picture%284%29.3.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute huh?? Anyway, time to pack my bags with clothes so I can go home... And stay there... At least until IO ends... Shld have more time to sleep then I would be that tired...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114736586437424943?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114736586437424943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114736586437424943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114736586437424943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114736586437424943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114727624221969104</id><published>2006-05-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:50:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work-life</title><content type='html'>Working life sucks... I started my attachment work on Tuesdays... And believe me, I am so So tired lor... I shall continue this in the weekend... Need to sleep... Nitez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where oh where has my eight hours' sleep gone? Oh where oh where can it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114727624221969104?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114727624221969104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114727624221969104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114727624221969104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114727624221969104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/work-life.html' title='Work-life'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114699246763460656</id><published>2006-05-07T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:01:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Services</title><content type='html'>How much does one actually have to pay for service? How much does one expect to get before giving good service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was at Yoshinoya at CP for dinner... Initially wanna dine at Jack's Place, long queue there... Swensen's: long queue there... Pizza Hut: long queue there... No choice but go to Yoshinoya for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there sucks... Quality definitely dropped alot... During my stay there, irritating kids crying... So noisy... Some guy also tried to clear the table but accidentally broke one of their ceramic bowls... Seriously he is not to blame... If the people working in the restaurant have been clearing the table consistently, there wouldn't be trays and trays of heaped dishes on the empty tables...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb... Well, anyway it sucks... I shall not say more... Just slack the whole day today... I wanna go shopping!!! A pair of converse shoes, a nice pair of glasses and contact lens and i will be broke officially!! What a thrilling thought... Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114699246763460656?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114699246763460656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114699246763460656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114699246763460656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114699246763460656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/services.html' title='Services'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114685042620214303</id><published>2006-05-06T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:33:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding ring</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... What I really want now is to get a nice diamond ring on my finger... Hahaha... Crazy thought... But it sure will feel nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did some of the work I was supposed to do... I woke up very late... Like close to 11am... Feel so lazy... Then I worked and played at the same time... Got some done only... My creative juices are running out quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around evening time, a very sweet guy sent me the Ken Hirai song I wanted!! I am so sO SO happy!!! SO touched too... Hahaha... Thank yew!!! So nice right?? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I headed out after dinner with some friends for coffee... It was a rather short meeting and I headed home soon after... It had not been the most efficient day... I am prepared to go sleep soon... It's polling day... Wahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114685042620214303?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114685042620214303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114685042620214303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114685042620214303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114685042620214303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/wedding-ring.html' title='Wedding ring'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114676193186282682</id><published>2006-05-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:58:51.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of networking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Best Foot Forward&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mars continues to move through your opposite sign of Cancer, Jiayu, which is stirring up your relationships, but also bringing a lot of useful information to light. What you discover now will help you to take the right kinds of actions in the future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mercury trines Pluto on Wednesday which may bring to light an issue on which you can now make a fruitful decision. You may have been grappling with this for some time, but find instead that everything suddenly turns out in your favor. Your powers of negotiation will be astounding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thursday is also excellent for exciting prospects at work. Out of the blue you can expect some very wonderful opportunities to come your way. These may be related to your current job and the possibility of brand new contracts. What will also help you more than anything are the people you know and any you happen to meet up with by chance. Thursday is the best networking day of the month, so don't miss out. It could bring you more than you imagine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mercury moves into your lifestyle zone on Friday which again helps with work and any other routine matters you need to take care of. Sunday may be more frustrating, but go with the flow anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is my horoscope for the week... And it said thurs is a good networking day for me... I think it is true... My FYP partner had been badgering me in the morning... And in the end, we finally got a project with a professor who we both like...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then after that, I was gonna head out to meet another friend of mine... On the way there in the train, I made many phone calls... 1st, I called up the guy who was working in the same company as I was going to work... Got all the information I wanted... Which was great... One thing off my shoulders...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After which I called up the guy from ultra supplies... Who was supposed to ask his boss for the sponsorship of some of our orientation camp stuff... But... He told me rather rudely that he needs another week to confirm... Haiz... What a wasted phonecall... I had to call YT to talk about it after that... And we also chatted about some other stuff after that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not long after I ended the call, another person called... Andrew... Haha... To talk about the website for the hall orientation camp... By now, I sure think that it is my day of networking... Even carrie oso called, as of Ben... Hahaha... So many people... But just one me... I really feel so bad I can be there to meet everyone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just walked out of somerset MRT, we walked past california fitness... My friend mentioned something about membership and stuff... So I just walked in... After a few grueling hours, we finally finalised everything and get the membership for my friend... Haiz... Troublesome...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Was supposed to go sakae sushi for buffet... Luckily by the time we were finished at california fitness, buffet was still on... Phew... Unfortunately, I was hungry then le... We still went ahead though... And it was good... Walked heeren after that to digest my food...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went down to far east to see ryan's shop... But he is not there!!! So we went to Han's and drink some tea... When we are about to leave, bumped into my friend's sis and cuz... So qiao... Well I took train down to toa payoh and ran an errand for my mom... Then I head back home on a one hour ride...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's been long since I took such a long ride home... Hate it that I am stuck in heavy traffic... I finished my romance storybook... Got back home and rot in front of my tv and laptop doing stuff... Haiz... Such is my life now... I am going to do more work now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114676193186282682?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114676193186282682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114676193186282682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114676193186282682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114676193186282682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-of-networking.html' title='A day of networking'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114671481843596247</id><published>2006-05-04T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:53:38.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Marriages and Future</title><content type='html'>Just before I sleep, I was watching the chn U show which features getting ready couples for marriages... It was nice... To see couples being so loving and sweet together... However, what was sad was that I can't help thinking that I will never find this kind of happiness and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is disappointing... I really dunno what to do... I hav so much things to do!!! Though I must do them... I really am not in any mood... Plus the fact that I have attachment... And the selection of the FYP is a big headache... This will be more sian... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be soon... Haiz... I wish I know what I can do... Hope the outing later will be ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114671481843596247?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114671481843596247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114671481843596247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114671481843596247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114671481843596247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/of-marriages-and-future.html' title='Of Marriages and Future'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114666897353864092</id><published>2006-05-03T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:09:37.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wild...</title><content type='html'>I slept at 2 and woke up again at 7 this morning... Coz I had to meet up friend to watch The Wild at MS at 11... It was worth it... Really really fun... Though I started to get really uncomfortable halfway thru the show... It is still funny though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got hungry halfway through the show... But we did get to eat Carl's Jr... Western Bacon Burger... Yum... Now my tummy is rumbling... And I think about it... Salivating... Then walked around suntec... Hahahaha... It's been long since I had walked leisurely in shopping centers... So it feels great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by a arcade which features mostly the machines that you pay to grab toys out with the robotic arm... Hahaha... Was thinking how great it would be if a guy grab one out for me... So sweet... Then also went into popcorn pop... Nice place which sell everything a movie buff wants... And someone just bought the magic wand replica from harry potter lah!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back with my ankles hurting again... Hahaha... Even birkies can't help... However, stopped by HMV and bought the Ken Hirai cd... Now I am listening to it... It is sad that I just found out it doesn't have the song gaining through losing... The song I wanted!!! Hahaha... Stupid me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to teach after that and I was like falling asleep lah... Am really tired... Now I am back... Not so tired le... Heh heh... Anyway I should get something to eat... Can't do with an empty stomach... Feel like running really... But... Haiz... I've got my reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Japanese anime on central now... Will sleep soon... Tml will be a day with more work to do... So rest well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114666897353864092?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114666897353864092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114666897353864092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114666897353864092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114666897353864092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/wild.html' title='The wild...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114658776293340160</id><published>2006-05-02T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:36:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without you one night alone...</title><content type='html'>Time is fast approaching... To the day a decision must be made... And a promise must be kept... Though my heart is not willing, it is what must happen... Coz he knows... If he wans it, he must do it... Must express interest and the want... But if he doesn't... It is obvious... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did nothing much but play game, do write-up on brochure... Though I woke up very early to cook breakfast... I was so tired that I went back to sleep after that... I was supposed to go out to town... But in the end, cancelled it... In my sleep... Heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a nice website with games... http://www.gamesreloaded.com  I was playing the whole time lah... While doing other stuff lor... I oso played Pangya... Chatted with some kids who asked weird stuff like if I'm married when I said I was 22... But nice time playing overall... I finally bought a new top... Looks great on my char...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I cooked pork curry to be served with white rice... I really love cooking... Hahaha... Feeling really happy coz I am doing all the things I love... You know... Simple things like cooking and taking bus from one place to another... Who said the most enjoyable things in life involve lotsa money?? Bring me for a date on a bus ride is as good as a walk in the shopping center...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I dunno what I am blahing about now... Over-tired mind... Well anyway, I shld be heading to bed soon... Going down to MS tml to watch the wild... Hope I sleep well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114658776293340160?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114658776293340160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114658776293340160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114658776293340160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114658776293340160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/without-you-one-night-alone.html' title='Without you one night alone...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114648821704571575</id><published>2006-05-01T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:56:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've finally found someone...</title><content type='html'>Been a very very nice girl today... Hahaha... So BHB right?? Hahaha... That's me lah... You don't have to like it... Coz I will love myself more now... But that doesn't mean I don't love you too... The pple around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour Day... What does it mean exactly? Means a day of labour? Or just a day that people don't labour which is what most working adults do today?? But why is Labour Day a day where students are still studying?? I taught tuition today... Don't mind the fact that I have income because of tuition... But poor student of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week I will be teaching tuition 3 times... Coz her exams are coming and I temporarily paused tuition the past 3 weeks because of exams... So making it up to her... She's a good kid... Got 1st in class last year... I hope she do really well for her PSLE this year... But I don't wish to stress her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to hall and cooked pasta for my friends... Hahaha... It was fun cooking with Jenny... But my sauce turned out abit sour... Hahaha... Horrible try this time... Haiz... Tml cooking curry... Hope it turned out fine... Anyway, I've got to vote!!! Hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114648821704571575?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114648821704571575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114648821704571575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114648821704571575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114648821704571575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-finally-found-someone.html' title='I&apos;ve finally found someone...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114628917862288019</id><published>2006-04-29T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T13:39:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bushed : Ex-president</title><content type='html'>Finally the exams are over... Boy am I glad... It seems so long... But the light is finally within reach... That is what I was thinking yesterday after my paper... But things are often not as simple as it seems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super broke these few weeks... Not sure why or where my money ran... Left with like $7 in my bank account... Unbelievable... I just hope my pocket money comes soon... Or the progress package... Whichever I dun mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am broke, I grabbed the 1st chance I have to make money... My friend asked if I wanna work last night to do survey... I said sure... $10 per hour... Good?? But it is not easy... Even more so with my lack of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the job, I missed Edwin's birthday dinner... So sad... Sorry Edwin... But you know I still love you right?? Hee hee... And furball too... BTW, Janice said you have to give him a new name... Coz Furball is her hamster's name... But if you still wanna call him Furball, you will have to be Snowy and we will lock you both in a big tank with sawdust and a big treadmill!!! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the job, came back to hall, we watched Dark Waters in the TV lounge... Not scary I feel... But maybe because of the ambience and crowd... Or I am too tired to feel anything... Cherie and Yoda was in the TV lounge too... They are so naughty... Fighting all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda is one ugly skinny cat... And its tail is like broken or something... (crooked)... Then I saw Yoda's sister... Which is much cuter... Its tail is like a bump at the back... Maybe it is family genes... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling tired... Gonna go home once I get my room cleaned up... Wanna jio Shaun go JP but I think he is sleeping leh... How?? Gonna rain lidat again... I wanna go library leh... Have to make do with SK library then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114628917862288019?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114628917862288019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114628917862288019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114628917862288019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114628917862288019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/bushed-ex-president.html' title='Bushed : Ex-president'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114598741415276285</id><published>2006-04-26T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:51:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO</title><content type='html'>You really must watch this 2 videos... I've posted 2 links from the same guys a few months back... This is more of their works... Trust me... I am laughing my ass off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUN2t6ahqX8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/htCD1gn2FDc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114598741415276285?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114598741415276285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114598741415276285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114598741415276285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114598741415276285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/lmao.html' title='LMAO'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114597047358928146</id><published>2006-04-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:07:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humid...</title><content type='html'>I am freaking melting today... Was never a moment not feeling sticky and hot... Esp when I am trap in my room and can't open the door and pull up my blinds just because I have a sleeping person in my room... Haiz... Such is the inconvenience of a room-mate... You will have to consider the feelings of the other person... A good room-mate does that... I am now guzzling cold honey water I've made and kept in my fridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, this friday will be my last paper for this semester... Then I will be going for my attachment... Feel quite good now... I hope I do well for these 10 weeks... In the meantime, I also have to work on my camp preparation... Both hall and also insinyur... One more website to design... I hope I can get the theme worked out soon... Plus also the brochure for next year's freshies... And also, I wish to update the insinyur website with lots more information asap... That is provided that the other pple do their job and give me their info fast too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is so boring... Haiz... But still I have to pass this time... I will just go back and study then... Can't wait for friday... Which incidently is Edwin's birthday... So here's a shout-out to him... Happy Early Birthday to you... Most likely I won't see you that day... But I hope you have a fabulous birthday celebrations with your friends and family ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study study study! No sleeping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114597047358928146?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114597047358928146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114597047358928146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114597047358928146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114597047358928146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/humid.html' title='Humid...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114557874105732460</id><published>2006-04-21T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T08:19:01.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell...</title><content type='html'>Watch The Exorcism of Emily Rose yesterday... Rented from a machine... It was scary... Somewhat like The Exorcist... Haiz... Then it freaked me out abit... Esp the part about the witching hour... Before I went to sleep last night... I was telling myself to just sleep it through... But who knows... Halfway through the night, I was awoken by noise made by I dunno who... Papers flipping and books... Most likely my roommate... I turned and checked the time on my handphone... Lo and behold, it is 3.00am exactly... Really fricking hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am suppose to wake up early today to study for maths... Shall work on matrix today... It is the easiest topic so I will start with that... Got woken up around 7+ in the morning... Haiz... I really do wish I do not sleep so lightly... But I am not even sure if I am that light a sleeper or is it that the sound level is that high that even a heavy sleeper will get awaken... I rem even at home, when the babies are around, I don't even get awaken that easily when they cry... But afterall my mom does try to keep them quiet... And as babies, they understood too... Why some pple just dun understand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't pay to be kind to some pple... They just treat it like they should have it... Guess what... Kindness, like trust, needs to be earned... And I am just gonna stop being kind anymore... I am just gonna wash up now and I don't care if I made alot of noise... Coz since no one cares... It doesn't bother me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114557874105732460?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114557874105732460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114557874105732460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114557874105732460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114557874105732460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-hell.html' title='What the hell...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114547429732677064</id><published>2006-04-20T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T03:18:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>Fantastic... After so many days of exams... It is not easy you know... Wed, Thurs paper... Good friday, saturday, easter sunday... Mon, Tues, Wed papers... But phew... They are finally over!!! I have now maths to study for... Yeah!!! And it is only on the friday 28th April... I think I shld have ample time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to watch "Take the Lead"... It is nice... Hahaha... Makes me wanna dance and shake... I have a great idea to learn waltz and teach the camp pple for the SP nite dance... Looks rather easy but I have to see how... Who wanna volunteer to be my partner??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I drank like a fish!! Hahaha... I had a bao in the morning... Coffee too... Afternoon after the paper bought roast meat rice... I took a really short nap... But it feels great... Maybe coz I concussed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I head to JP... Bought tix and had like salted veg and duck soup with rice... Can't believe it but I feel hungry again during the movie... Hahaha... After the show, me and Jan just went to buy red milk tea (Cup No. 1) and subway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din eat my sandwich yet... I love subway!!! Hahaha... Yum... Steak and cheese... And the cookies!!! Anyway decided to leave it for breakfast tml... Then when we came back to hall, we just sat underneath 37 and chit chat... Haha... Good life sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there like for a few hours lah... During which we read short excerpts from the book Why men don't listen and woman can't read maps... Hahaha... Nice information from there... Edwin and Flin joined us on and off... During that time, I finished the ice lemon tea drink from the subway set meal (Cup No. 2)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... At around 12 going 1, I went back to my room... And Eddy msged me on MSN asking if I wan supper... I was super bloated by the amount of water I've taken... But I went ahead to extension to have supper with him... Just to catch up... Hahaha... It was great!!! And I had another cup of teh bing (Cup No. 3)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear... I am like running on these drinks lah... Anyway I didn't really sleep much... I am gonna concuss now... Super shagged lah... So I am gonna sleep now... Hahaha... Shall update again soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114547429732677064?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114547429732677064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114547429732677064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114547429732677064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114547429732677064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114511985602381903</id><published>2006-04-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:50:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay in Weekend</title><content type='html'>I am staying in hall to mug this weekend... I think I've done well on Good Friday... I think I shld be ok for Circuit Analysis... Just need to start doing exam questions and after that practise tut qns on the day before... Now I am on microprocessors... And I am falling asleep... Unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I only had 5 hrs of sleep before that and it wasn't a well-rested sleep... Now I am falling asleep at 12am... But I don't wish to sleep right now... Maybe I shld go wash my clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a good day... I had breakfast of kaya toast with eggs and went shopping at Giant for Easter eggs... Hahaha... Kindersurprise lah... After which I came back to hall and took off not long after to Canteen B to study... One long shower came and went and just before the 2nd storm was about to start, I decided to come back to hall before I got stuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky in the sense that it was just starting when I reached hall... Phew... And the good thing is my roomie is leaving with her bf... Then I can also study in my room... Then Ben came down and looked me up... He brought sushi!! Yummy... And sotong balls... If only OCK had the squid heads too... I love squid heads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted alot... And he molested my bolster... Hahahaha... In between, carrie called him and we chatted too... It is fine already... Then Jed msged me.... From KL... Wow... His greeting is surprising... And also gladly welcomed... Plus my classmate Weili msged me to ask after my progress too... I am so happy and feel so blissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Team Se7en got 2nd in the hollerback competition... Great achievement... But I do hope they do not make it a annual event... Unless 987 change the competition date to somewhen not near the exams... That will be a good experience for all hall juniors... I gtg study now... Not before I shower and change and wash my clothes... Ciao~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114511985602381903?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114511985602381903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114511985602381903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114511985602381903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114511985602381903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/stay-in-weekend.html' title='Stay in Weekend'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114491388430284772</id><published>2006-04-13T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T15:38:04.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam stress...</title><content type='html'>The exams are here once again... Hateful things... A time where you sit in a big place full of tables and chairs in rows and columns for 2 - 2 1/2 hrs and write and write on a booklet of papers with lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.... Very crappy I know... What do you expect?? I just came out of a examination and thought that the paper was doable but realised that I have mistake all over the place!!! Haiz... Shall see how... Time to concentrate on other papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this whole weekend I will be mugging, Mugging, MUGGING!!! Haiz... My life is so sad... People have Good Friday holiday and Easter Sunday... Spending their time watching tv and relaxing... Me?? Spending it with books and my computer... The only thing I can improve the situation is that I could get Kindersurprise eggs for me and my friends... Hahaha... Guess I will buy a box and give one each to Jan and Jud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is here I am, alone with only my computer and cell phone as my source of communication to the outside world... My full-time chat-mate tells me that he is going off to KL to chill... Haiz... So there goes my source of entertainment... Hahaha... I know he'll be reading this... Will miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am gonna take a nap now before I go out to JP and meet Jan for dinner... Hopefully, I am well rested enough to take on Circuit after that... I must I must... *yawnz* forgot what I wanna say... I'm hungry again... Even though I had nice grilled fish sphagetti in NIE canteen with Weili.. Yummy food + good company = content... Hahaha... Time to sleep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114491388430284772?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114491388430284772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114491388430284772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114491388430284772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114491388430284772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/exam-stress.html' title='Exam stress...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114442619651361950</id><published>2006-04-07T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:09:56.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting...</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha... Watched Ice Age 2 just now with Jed.... It was great... Hahaha... Had a great time and took my mind of lotsa stuff... And I am really thankful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after I met up with Ben at coffee bean... Started out abit arkward but overall had a nice time chatting with him and getting to know him as a person... I must say he is quite nice... Though sometimes I think he's so mature... We have different brain wavelengths... And likes different things... But nice seeing things in other pple's perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am super pissed at Carrie's reaction to me meeting Ben... I know they just broke off... But I feel that whenever I needed her around, she's not there for me... What kinda friends is that?? Plus the fact that I have to be there for her when she needs me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben was nice enough to keep me company... And we bumped into Edwin at JP... So coincidental... Sweet sweet Edwin... Thanx anyway... But when I heard about Carrie and her reaction, it totally brought a bad ending to a otherwise nice day... I had to go jogging to work off my steam... Now I am back and cooling down... Gonna study after I shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not eaten today... Except for nachos from GV... It is quite bad... I am getting gastric pains... But I oso dunno how to stop it... Feel like puking too... Gonna study EM then... Sayonara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114442619651361950?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114442619651361950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114442619651361950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114442619651361950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114442619651361950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/melting.html' title='Melting...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114431485524433513</id><published>2006-04-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T17:14:15.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of Bad Day by Daniel Powter. I think it is a song that allows me to pick myself up whenever I feel down... And I think that happens quite often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am in the library now... Amazing 'coz ever since I've stepped into NTU, I don't usually hang out there... 1st, it is so out of the way as it is all the way at the North spine... Quite unfair for the South spiners... And most of the time, it is usually crowded... Esp now when exam period is just around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have some time to spare before my lessons, I guess I should update my blog... I went to JP during the latter 2 hour break I had today... I spend alot of money in this one trip... Bad luck started just as I woke up today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sprained ankle... It just came back... Haiz... That's why I went to JP to get an ankle guard for myself... I've got myself bubble tea too... A treat... It is lonely to be studying in a big school... Your friends are so spread out that they hardly have the time to meet up with you... And when you have classes, usually they don't and vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just I've really grown independent and forged a habit in which I could eat alone in the canteen or just go out shopping by myself... Though it is still abit uncomfortable, I can do so now just fine... I am really glad of the progress... Almost time for me to go for lessons... Shall update this in another time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114431485524433513?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114431485524433513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114431485524433513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114431485524433513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114431485524433513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114422947756039042</id><published>2006-04-05T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T17:31:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning the perfect suicide</title><content type='html'>This is a suicide guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't wanna starve yourself to death... It is ugly...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't wanna poison yourself by popping pills... Your lips will turn blue... And blue lips are so out...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't wanna jump of the building... This is very obvious...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't wanna set fire to yourself... You get black peeling skin... Not appealing...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You might wanna slit your wrists... But there might be a possibility that you might not be able to cut deep enough to totally sever your veins... The best position is to slit 2 fingers down measuring from the wrist... And then soak it in water to get your blood really running... Too bloody for my liking...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jumping in front of a fast car or bus is not a good option... Why complicate things for others??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You might consider hanging yourself from a tall tree or by wrapping your head in plastic bag... You might suffer before you die though... But a tree is so high you might not be able to climb up... A plastic bag takes so long...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sticking a dagger into your heart might work... In any case, a heartache so great you might not feel any pain even...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Closing yourself in a coffin and burning a candle in it might work...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Die by a natural heart-stopping chemical/medicine in the bed of your loved one is the one for me... So time to do some crime...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114422947756039042?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114422947756039042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114422947756039042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114422947756039042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114422947756039042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/planning-perfect-suicide.html' title='Planning the perfect suicide'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114390052954982080</id><published>2006-04-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:08:50.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Argh... Went to see the semi-finals for hollerback competitions by 987... Team Se7en... Woah... Great performance... Though we got 3rd highest scoring points in the above 17 category... I still think out of the other groups Team Se7en is the one which keep most closely to the various aspects that was required... Think the judges are being biased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think Breatrice Chia is one of the judges... She wore a green zip up dress which looks like a oversized sports jacket... But the worst thing which was pointed out to me by Edwin... (enough to give me nightmares...) HER THIGHS! Humogous... LIKE OMG!!! I saw her from at least 100m away still they're big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home... So tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114390052954982080?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114390052954982080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114390052954982080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114390052954982080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114390052954982080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/04/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114372510801192966</id><published>2006-03-30T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:25:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat fat</title><content type='html'>My stomach's like a bottomless pit recently... I just feel hungry almost all the time... Haiz... Spend money on food... Not to mention I am broke too lor... Well, I dun wanna grow fat eating like this... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching movies... V for vendetta is a bloody show... Haiz... But I guess it should be the company that matter more... I went to the brand new The Cathay at handy road... Nice big building with no shops yet... Can't wait for a new shopping center...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's some tips on cinema food... My point of view lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ever try the nachos in any Cathay cinemas, I think it sucks...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you wan nachos, get from GV cinemas... It comes in a combo if you wan a drink as well... (Cathay cinemas don't have nachos combo set one...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best popcorn I think comes from Eng Wah... (Esp the honey ones... :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotdogs are nice in Cathay... $7 for a giant hotdog combo, fills you up though I think it is still a bit expensive... I love mine flooded in ketchup and mustard... plus ILT...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese hotdogs are nice in GV too...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, if you have more comments to add to my list, post on my tagboard...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've received my NTU-OCBC debit card... Another card to eat up my money... Anyway, a dumb thing happened to me... When going to deposit money in a POSB machine, it ate up my card... I am so pissed off... Why so unlucky!?!?!? Have to waste time to go bank again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tml gonna have a quiz... Guess I better go study... Tata...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114372510801192966?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114372510801192966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114372510801192966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114372510801192966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114372510801192966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/fat-fat.html' title='Fat fat'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114321126057019868</id><published>2006-03-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:43:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice time...</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Failure to Launch today... It was great... Funny, touching... Some of the parts are so hilarious I bet I can still laugh out loud tonite when I lay down on my bed and start thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other shows are coming out too which is very funny... Like this korean show about 2 "players" who each wanna outplay the other person... And also the new animation movie about the few animals... Funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But however I am not so lucky... Sorta twisted my ankle while out in orchard... Bad man... Now it is in bandages... Wanted to buy a pair of flats so I can walk in it... In the end turned out I went into a clothing shop and spent $60 over to buy clothes... Impulsive money spending... Must learn to control le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ordering a pair of papillio online together with my friends... I am left with $20 in my account... I am broke!!!! :( Can cry ah... Looks like I have to stay in hall and quietly study for exams this time le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114321126057019868?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114321126057019868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114321126057019868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114321126057019868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114321126057019868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/nice-time.html' title='Nice time...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114311804288952642</id><published>2006-03-23T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:47:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the meaning of being lonely</title><content type='html'>Me once again in my room, nothing better to do but to go online and type in this for everyone to read afterthat... Had seafood baked rice at the quad... Alright lah... I quite like it... Dunno why I am craving for curry chicken and many other food... Feeling really tired all the time too... Blaming it all on PMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two pple I know are starting to blog... I wanna welcome them into the serious blogging industry... Continue this journey of learning yourself and seeing yourself through your blogs... Those who are interested can also gimme your url to be linked from my page... Need design help can approach me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to recall this song but I just cannot... Haiz... Twice I remembered what song it was... Once in samuel and kevin at bugis where I was trying out clothes and the shop started to play the song... The 2nd time was in my friend's room when suddenly I just recalled the song... Twice I lost the song again... Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I go shower after my ice-cream... Then wash my clothes... Hope it doesn't rain... Weird weather nowadays... Must study!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114311804288952642?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114311804288952642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114311804288952642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114311804288952642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114311804288952642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/show-me-meaning-of-being-lonely.html' title='Show me the meaning of being lonely'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114277222192450727</id><published>2006-03-19T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:43:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting old</title><content type='html'>Great shows are all coming out... It's so near to exams though... Very hard to catch all the shows... Hahahah... I will try my best though... Watched quite a number though... Must start studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel slowly that I am getting older.... Hahaha.... So weird that I see JC boys nowadays they all look younger and younger... Is it the food they eat?? Or what?? Hahaha... Must start changing targets... No more bio-ing JC boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting now to go back to school... Sleepy... Never take a nap... Shall nap on my way back then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114277222192450727?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114277222192450727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114277222192450727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114277222192450727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114277222192450727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-old.html' title='Getting old'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114215098952838608</id><published>2006-03-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:09:49.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New song</title><content type='html'>Found this new song when I saw my di playing it on his computer... Though it was out quite long ago... But I am still very attracted to it... Feel that it is very upbeat and sort of match my really happy character... Hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it is specially written for me... Hahaha... For someone lor... Anyway, it is sunday... So boring must study coz got nothing to do... Plus got quiz on Monday... I really dun feel like studying... Later channel 5 is showing league of extraordinary gentlemen... I wanna watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better go study now lor... If not I will be wasting my time... Enjoy the new song... 决定爱你。。。这是送给你的。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114215098952838608?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114215098952838608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114215098952838608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114215098952838608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114215098952838608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-song.html' title='New song'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114183444202875321</id><published>2006-03-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:14:02.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed Off!!!</title><content type='html'>I am super pissed off..... Hate troublesome pple who likes to cause people to do more work than they already had... I shall not mention names.... But I can tell you... Be careful... Tread very carefully in the presence of the kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am quite tired after the jog... It was great as I really did better than my last jogging session... Plus I wasn't even feeling it... Except when I have to go up-slope... It is really killing me... The next jog I will aim even further... I know I can do it.... I CAN DO IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114183444202875321?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114183444202875321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114183444202875321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114183444202875321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114183444202875321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed Off!!!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114156991066262356</id><published>2006-03-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:45:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie: Chocolat &amp; Moulin Rouge</title><content type='html'>As usual, Sundays are just so unproductive for me... Not studying much... Only sleep... I am just feeling so tired... But after the 2+ hour nap in the afternoon... I guess I am feeling much better... I am going to study now while watching The Apprentice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was showing Chocolat on chn 5 in the afternoon... Watched quite a number of times le... But I've always liked that show... Then it was Moulin Rouge... Again, another show which is totally over-shown on tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One show in particular I wanna watch is "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen". Though I've watched it before in the cinema, but I know it's that great that I wanna watch it again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114156991066262356?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114156991066262356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114156991066262356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114156991066262356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114156991066262356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/movie-chocolat-moulin-rouge.html' title='Movie: Chocolat &amp; Moulin Rouge'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114149097632318134</id><published>2006-03-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:49:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap labour</title><content type='html'>Working for a coca-cola event yesterday... World cup wor... Hahaha... I got to see it up close and also take picture with it... Hahahah... 18k gold... So cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is so tiring... And all for canvassing... 80 bucks for 13 hours of constant work is really not worth it lor... Now the aftermath of aching calves too... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now still feeling so tired... Haiz... Really pissed off with people recently... Not sure if my temper is coming back or what... Maybe I'm just feeling unwell recently... And not enough sleep... So abit short tempered... Not making excuses... Have to revert back to who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS is using JP for exhibition for their school... Publicising and stuff... Just crossing the border lor... Girls wearing uniforms like showgirls... So low class... Haiz... And those people that i shall only termed as "A-T"... Such disgusting behaviours from them... Don't cross me I tell you... I will show no respect for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use toilet don't flush. Go around digging nose in public. Spit on grounds. Don't follow the laws of Singapore... Why do Singapore government still wanna let so many of them come in here... Vermins, they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those leaving on the other side of the block... Use the toilet over at your side, why don't you? More fun to use the other toilet issit? I do not entertain being late for school just because I have to wait for you to finish showering ok? Ever heard of a fair system?? Why do you idiots think there are 2 toilets on each floor? Yours is the one closer to you if you din notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop using our toilet and making it dirty for us, the people who had no choice and choose convenience when we had to use the toilet closer to us ok? And that bitch with the ugly face and disgusting figure... Stop using that much toilet paper to wipe your hands after washing them ok? You wanna throw them oso throw properly in the bin lah... You think the auntie who cleans the block is your maid ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a maid then hire one to clean up after you ok... And stop wearing racerback showing off your bra straps when you're so short and fat... It is not a fashion thing... And if you are so lazy to remove the bra strap, wear something else... Stupid morons...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114149097632318134?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114149097632318134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114149097632318134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114149097632318134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114149097632318134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheap-labour.html' title='Cheap labour'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114123502474042745</id><published>2006-03-02T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T01:43:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slack Day</title><content type='html'>Sitting in Starbucks, watching the corporate people walk by, around... Many thoughts, Smoking: should I try it out? Job: I want one, finding one... Love: is it here already? Life: have I lived enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caffe Mocha sitting with me, keeping me warm as he slowly gets colder... Chocolate cookie sitting with me, keeping me company as she gradually grows smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... In a nutsy mood... But I know I love myself, the little kitty... A lady with a funky hairstyle stands in front; funky-cool, not funky-smelly... But I am still waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114123502474042745?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114123502474042745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114123502474042745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114123502474042745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114123502474042745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/03/slack-day.html' title='Slack Day'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114105671745267434</id><published>2006-02-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:11:57.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergy</title><content type='html'>Got a feeling that I am allergic to studying... Hahaha... Everytime I sit down at my table and start picking up a pen or pencil to write, I got itchy all over... Then I have to put down the pen or pencil to scratch... Usually my thighs or back.... Now I have red patches on my thighs... So ugly... Haiz... How??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my Circuit quiz today... Hahaha... Was late for the class, the teacher stare at me weirdly, sat on the 1st row... Haiz... Terrible... I've tried my best for that paper... Considering I never even study for it... Tml got another quiz... Communication Principles... Supposed to be taking it on Friday... But I got something else on it so I request it to be pushed forward... Hope the professor is not so rigid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I am done studying for now... Tml I will look through the tutorials... Maybe practise one or two tough ones... Hopefully it is enough... Feeling hungry now so I'll drink some milk... Going to sleep too... So early... But I am tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114105671745267434?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114105671745267434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114105671745267434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114105671745267434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114105671745267434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/allergy.html' title='Allergy'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114088181732048307</id><published>2006-02-25T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:36:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love a little, Live a little</title><content type='html'>Feeling the lack of sleep really... When I got home today, I was so exhausted that I fell asleep at around 6pm... Thought of waking up at 7pm to watch Malcolm in the Middle... And I set my phone alarm... But... I din wake up at 7!!! I never even hear the alarm... Only woke up at 8pm... When my friend called me on the phone and ask if I wanna go for tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner of fish soup... Then watched tv... Just dun feel like moving you know... Hahaha... Lazy me... Just feeling fat too... Haiz... Must do more weight losing... There will be so many quizzes next 2 weeks... No time!!! Must do more time management...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am just stoning... Guess I will sleep soon... Hahaha... Miss all the kitties in hall... They are all around... When you open the door in the morning, when you go to the toilet, when you go downstairs to cook or wash clothes... Cherie, Patches, the Twins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that I can play tennis on a regular basis... Haiz... It's tough that no one share this interest... Interested parties please dun be shy and contact me please... I am a bit desperate for some ball game... Gonna watch Mr Con and Miss CSI now... Update other times then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114088181732048307?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114088181732048307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114088181732048307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114088181732048307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114088181732048307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-little-live-little.html' title='Love a little, Live a little'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114084003606342464</id><published>2006-02-25T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:07:46.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet Boys...</title><content type='html'>For those who are super free, bored, or just need some help in banging wall, watch these... Click on the links to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/thatway.html"&gt;Lip-syncing Chinese Backstreet Boys ----&gt; I want it that way...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://view.break.com/79045"&gt;Lip-syncing Chinese Backstreet Boys ----&gt; As long as you love me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who feeling like punching the shit out of these 2 chinese guys, I understand your pain... For those who are laughing at their stupid facial expressions, I admire your good humour... But what the hell is wrong with Backstreet Boys' songs that make these people who has so much time on their hands to want to lip sync them?? And this is not limited to just guys ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funmansion.com/html/Backstreet-Girls.html"&gt;Stupid Videos &gt; Backstreet Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more dumb ass videos, check out &lt;a href="http://www.break.com"&gt;http://www.break.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.rawmeat.com"&gt;http://www.rawmeat.com&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The stuff there is totally crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114084003606342464?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114084003606342464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114084003606342464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114084003606342464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114084003606342464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/backstreet-boys.html' title='Backstreet Boys...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114075672171644702</id><published>2006-02-24T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:52:01.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring....</title><content type='html'>I just woke up... It's a friday and in a few more days, school is starting once again... This has been a great one week, that is not for studying lah... Socialising... I better start now... Anyway was chatting with my fren, J til 4+ in the morning... Therefore I ended up sleeping so late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all these, I went out with my best friend in the evening... We caught Rumour has it... It was hilarious and we just kept on laughing in the show... When we were at the Cineleisure, I just realised that there are so many shows I wanna catch and they are all coming up... Failure to Launch, The Shaggy Dog, Big Momma House 2, Mrs Henderson, Brokeback Mountain, Underword: Revolution, Zoolander... Oh no... The list is so long... Wish there is a movie marathon of all these shows and I can catch them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having strong cravings... Hahaha... 1st it is prawn chee cheong fun at killiney road, then it is pizza, now it is coffee... I've sated the one for pizza yesterday at Pastamania... I think Cineleisure has the best pizza out of all their branches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, thought of going to Rouge for a drink but my friend think it is too early, so we ended up heading home... I went back to hall and join some pple for mahjong action... Hahahah... I guess I was abit tired so I left after about 2 rounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I went back to my own room and clean up and chat with J... Had gyoza too... Meat and spinach ones... The meat one is much nicer... I just found that I still have coffee rib in my room... Too bad I dun have any rice... Maybe I will eat it with noodles.... shall see how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freak rain just started... Argh!!! My clothes are all abit wetter than it already was.... Super sianz... Haiz.... Nice weather to "nua" more though.... I guess I better start studying and stop fighting it.... Hungry.... Shall drink milk and eat bread... My poor lifestyle... Hahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114075672171644702?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114075672171644702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114075672171644702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114075672171644702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114075672171644702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/tiring.html' title='Tiring....'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114062097509948188</id><published>2006-02-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:09:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casanova</title><content type='html'>Woke up extremely early to go down to Cineleisure to watch Casanova... I must say it is quite nice... Hee hee... Director of Chocolat directed that film... I could see some of his flairs in the movie... Some of the parts are really funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman is air and fire and lightness and strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what then, Señor Casanova, do you seek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A moment that last a lifetime."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"If you want to be loved, you have to be worth loving. That's the first rule. And second, be the flame, not the moth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I got to see rumour has it too... Hahaha... So whoever's interested too please let me know alright??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterward had nice sushi at Sakae... And a walk through HMV Heeren... Followed by Kino bookstore... Hahahaha.... This is the life man... Good food, good entertainment, good music and good books... Indulgence to the maximum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... Guess I better hit the books then... Slightly disappointed I never got to try the anmitsu from Paragon... It's ok... I shall go there the next time I head to town...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114062097509948188?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114062097509948188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114062097509948188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114062097509948188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114062097509948188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/casanova.html' title='Casanova'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114035625632017418</id><published>2006-02-19T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:37:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Outing</title><content type='html'>Sunday... Time for rest and relaxation... But don't you know that one week break for NTU is never meant for rest?? Well, I had to give tuition this morning... More like a routine to me... But today I am quite tired as I only had 5 hours of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I went off to Bugis to meet my friends... The plan was to go to orchard and catch "The Pink Panther" with Adrian and Jud... But... Haiz... Stoopid Adrian fly aeroplane... Last minute somemore... Pissed off... Bad move, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turned out to be a girl's gossip session with me and Jud... And we had fun... Hahahaha... Window shopping... We tried out clothes in one store... And I really love that dress... But... Hahaha... I am super broke and cannot afford to get it now... And also, I have no occasion for that dress... I wanna get it though... Badly... Anyone wanna offer?? *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking for a few hours in heels really kills my feet... Still hurting now... Hahahaha... Wat a price to pay for vanity... I really think that it is human's biggest enemy... *ouch* Anyway, it's been overall a fun day... And I wanna wish my Jud, all the best, girl... You have my support all the way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114035625632017418?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114035625632017418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114035625632017418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114035625632017418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114035625632017418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-outing.html' title='Sunday Outing'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114023836063909589</id><published>2006-02-18T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:44:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bash Nite</title><content type='html'>Insinyur bash is over... What a night... I say the turnout is not bad... At least I feel like I am less bored this year as compared to last year... Had some drinks and made some new friends... I am really happy I guess... Just wanna stay happy always... And I hope I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was really happening... Even before the bash, I met up with carrie to have dinner together... We were at this place in Killiney Road having frog's leg porridge and prawn chee cheong fun... Yummy... The food's not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even some action... We saw an accident happen while eating... This motorcyclist hit a car which was turning out from the roadside... I guess these are results of careless driving... Luckily the motorcyclist is not very badly injured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However all these events had left such an impression that throughout my sleeping time, I had weird dreams... Gosh... Horrible... Din get enough sleep too... That's why I am going to sleep somemore now... In the comforts of my own room at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go to sentosa today with my best friend one... I turned it down last minute as I am exhausted... Well, anyway it's quite late when I woke up already... So happy nap time everybody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114023836063909589?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114023836063909589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114023836063909589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114023836063909589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114023836063909589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/bash-nite.html' title='Bash Nite'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-114005257110746765</id><published>2006-02-16T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:16:15.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Day + Mon Cherie</title><content type='html'>My first quiz for this semester... It is not those difficult kind that I will pull my hair out for though... I haven't even start studying yet... Will be reading up the notes during the breaks today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night just as I was about to sleep, Cherie, our block cat came into my room following my roomie... Hahaha... The curious little cat... Explore our room for a while and then went straight for my cushion seats again... For those who are curious about Cherie, go to my January posts and you will see pictures of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned I am having quiz later, I went to sleep soon after that... Then Cherie jumped onto my bed and promptly went to sleep at my feet... It was like that the whole night... I had some very sugary tea, so I was having difficulty sleeping... Tossing and turning the whole night... I guess that's how cats sleep too... We tossed and turned the whole night together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, very tired... I hope I dun fall asleep today... Will rely on caffeine to get me through the day... I am totally shagged out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-114005257110746765?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/114005257110746765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=114005257110746765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114005257110746765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/114005257110746765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/quiz-day-mon-cherie.html' title='Quiz Day + Mon Cherie'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113997987385395815</id><published>2006-02-15T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T13:04:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/ter_me_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/ter_me_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/ed_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/ed_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/car_me.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/P1010585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/P1010585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/P1010578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/P1010578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/P1010589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/P1010589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/ter_me_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/ter_me_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/ed_me_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/ed_me_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/car_me_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/car_me_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/4_of_us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/4_of_us.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/18433571-113997987385395815?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113997987385395815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113997987385395815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113997987385395815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113997987385395815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/photo-time.html' title='Photo time...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113993667016828667</id><published>2006-02-15T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:04:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>It's over, the day where there is supposed to be love... Instead, there are disappointments, fear and for some, rejection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my poly classmates: Carrie, terence and edwin... It was great eating together, catching up each other's life and taking lotsa pictures together... Very exhausting too... But I think I enjoyed myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of pants while out shopping with carrie while the guys are queueing up for Sakae Sushi... Happy that I am sort of slimming down... Not at my ideal I know but I am working on it ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back, I had a gossip session with my girls: Janice and Judith... Had a wonderful time overall... I miss them girls as we are all busy with our own stuff and no longer spend as much time hanging out together le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the news that had brought my overall alright day to a borderless low... Is "like" really so not obvious?? Haiz... But whatever it is, I will just take it a day at a time... Maybe I will go down that Saturday... Flin invited me didn't him?? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shall share the photos in the next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113993667016828667?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113993667016828667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113993667016828667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113993667016828667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113993667016828667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113967401520664135</id><published>2006-02-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:06:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick Flicks Galore</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole of today watching tv... Hahaha... Most of today... Watched Sky High, Sugar &amp; Spice and now, A Guy Thing... Sugar &amp; Spice... What a show... Teenage cheerleader gets pregnant by jock boyfriend... They moved out on their own and lived a difficult life... When cash started to run out, cheerleader and her team cum best friends decided to rob a bank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that show is bad influence to teenagers man... Hahaha... But it doesn't affect me... I watch with a peace of heart... I was doing my tutorials while watching it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on TV, anyway, I saw this advertisement for a new album by pianist Eric Chen and local songbird Joi Chua... This one song I heard, "Indecisive" just touched my heart... The lyrics... Wow... The english version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now watching Mr Con And Ms CSI on chn U... Funny... Just spending my time lah... More like wasting lor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113967401520664135?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113967401520664135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113967401520664135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113967401520664135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113967401520664135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/chick-flicks-galore.html' title='Chick Flicks Galore'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113958567042905948</id><published>2006-02-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:34:30.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knocked Out Disappointed</title><content type='html'>For those who saw my previous post, there's nothing between me and terence ok... We are good friends who will be there for each other... And nothing more between us as we are just two really different people... Terence, I know you know what I mean... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at three in the morning previously... Then crawled up at 9 to go for class... I think I am getting weak le... No longer can I get away with 6 hours of sleep each day... 8 hours each day thank you... Now I am falling asleep at only 11?? What is that man??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched russel peters stand up night in NY... Quite funny... Hahaha... He sorta reminded me of this Indian professor in my school... No offense but I think my prof is quite funny... I like this prof quite a bit ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as I was travelling home today, I had a thought... I was sorta thinking that I think puberty had finally stopped for me... My complexion is so much better now... No more acne... I am so happy but that also prompted me to use less makeup... Wasn't sure but maybe it might be the clean &amp; clear moisturiser I am using too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am just gonna watch tv for a while then sleep... I am quite disappointed in a particular issue... I hope it will work out soon... I guess I've taught myself not to expect too much... And also not to dream... I just wish that my birthday wish will come true this year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113958567042905948?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113958567042905948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113958567042905948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113958567042905948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113958567042905948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/knocked-out-disappointed.html' title='Knocked Out Disappointed'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113949635798957079</id><published>2006-02-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:29:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee coffee tea tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/kopi_me_crop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't sure why I am so tired today... Haiz... I guess maybe 2 days of restless sleep is taking its toll on me... Went to town yesterday with my poly friends... Hahahaha... It was fun... We had dinner at Pepper Lunch... Then go to a kopitiam at Killiney Road for drinks and more food... I didn't eat much lah... Just took alot of pictures only... 1st pic is of me and my good sisters, 2nd is of me alone and the 3rd is of me and one of my good guy friend terence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/3_gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/3_gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/200/kopi_me_crop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/terence_me_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/terence_me_cropped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/200/terence_me_cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I had coffee, tea... But still so sleepy... The rain just cast sleepy spell on everybody... Super hungry... I have been eating quite little recently... Yesterday it was a packet of cheese biscuits in the morning and Pepper Lunch for dinner... Today is also about the same: a packet of cheese biscuits in the morning, a slice of papaya in the afternoon and a bowl of ban mian in the evening... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I can slim down by eating lesser? Hope so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113949635798957079?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113949635798957079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113949635798957079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113949635798957079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113949635798957079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/coffee-coffee-tea-tea.html' title='Coffee coffee tea tea'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113924533333698076</id><published>2006-02-07T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:02:13.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running running...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Picture(4).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Picture%284%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the picture which I've missed out on the last post... Blur right? I want it that way... So artistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling abit hungry as I've eaten abit only for dinner... Then I went running... For the longest period of time I haven't ran... Today is only the beginning for my training... I hope I can do it really... Now I am super hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to cast out all the unhappiness from my mind... Study in peace now... Sleeping unfitfully unlike the past few days is something I want... Nightmares keep crowding my mind... So horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sent someone a msg... Hahaha... Hope it is a step forward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113924533333698076?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113924533333698076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113924533333698076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113924533333698076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113924533333698076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/running-running.html' title='Running running...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113899095858682173</id><published>2006-02-04T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T02:22:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay Parade</title><content type='html'>Qns: What do you call 2 men holding hands walking down the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns: What do you call 10 chinese men holding hands walking down the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: The Chingay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Enough crap aside... I am exhausted... It's 2 in the morning... And this is one of the rare days I actually stayed out so late... Or early... My eyes are already closing... I've been having a migraine which refused to go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated in the Chingay Parade this year... And no, I am not a performer... Though I wish I am... It seems really fun and interesting... Definitely more interesting than a crowd controller... Hahaha... Just stand there lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see Tony Tan up close today though... Heard that the president will be attending the actual parade... That is if it doesn't rain... Hahaha... The sky looks abit cloudy leh... *hmmm...* Anyway, I belonged to the group that is one of the first to see the VIPs... Very exclusive but it gets quite boring sometimes... Plus the amount of time we have to stand still is crazy... I rather walk up and down of orchard road but of course it is not possible lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to know more people today; Yukai, Agnes, Diana, Felita, Jed, Colin etc... Hahaha... Good lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking out for Fort Minor's songs... Great man... Nice beats... Calms me though... I can feel my muscles easing listening to them... I think "Remember the Name" and "Where'd you go" are two songs which is totally sung into my heart... Really cool songs... I love them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113899095858682173?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113899095858682173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113899095858682173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113899095858682173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113899095858682173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/02/chingay-parade.html' title='Chingay Parade'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113871936192257670</id><published>2006-01-31T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:56:02.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Greatness</title><content type='html'>This is a boring CNY... Sure there are travelling around same as last year... But it is more boring somehow... Not sure how much money I've received this year... But I was thinking of getting new glasses... Hope it covers enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have an extra long holiday for CNY... By right everybody is suppose to start work on Wed... I have a free wednesday so therefore I have an extra rest day... Or slack day... Really sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having weird incident... Suppose I am to go watch "Fun with Dick and Jane" with my friends tml... But I can't find the movie times for tml!!!! Why why why?? Can someone tell me why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway see how lah... Many friends had asked me wat's my plans for V-day... But I shall see... No one has asked me out yet... Hahaha... But me on the other hand, I'm not sure if I am ready for those romantic stuff... I am just asking friends out... So we shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113871936192257670?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113871936192257670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113871936192257670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113871936192257670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113871936192257670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-greatness.html' title='Chinese New Year Greatness'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113828670868082987</id><published>2006-01-26T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:56:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catish Fetish</title><content type='html'>It is so cute my encounter with cats... On monday, a cat just invited itself into my room... It is a very curious cat, sniffing around and going into places it shouldn't have... Hahaha... The funniest thing is that it came to my cushion seats and lay down on it... Within minutes, it fell asleep!!! And it was so sound asleep that when I took my Eeyore and take picture with it, it didn't even wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Picture0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Picture0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Picture0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Picture0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.... I have more pictures... But these two are my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night, just as I was about to go to sleep, a small baby cat was mewing outside my room... I was about to touch it when I saw the mother cat approached... Then I decided against it... The mother cat looked so fierce... It is so small and black and white... Very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm deciding what to bring back home... Quite sianz... I only need to come back on wed night or thurs morning! So I better study in these few days... Quiz coming up... Scary! Better pull up my socks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113828670868082987?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113828670868082987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113828670868082987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113828670868082987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113828670868082987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/catish-fetish_113828670868082987.html' title='Catish Fetish'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113799827753888971</id><published>2006-01-23T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T14:37:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon Phobia</title><content type='html'>For those who don't know me that well, you'll probably not know that I am scared of balloons... Actually I am more scare of balloon bursting lah... I actually like balloon sculptures and those nice helium balloons... But not when they burst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I was on my way back to school, I saw this kid in a stroller holding a very big balloon!!! You know, those kind of balloons that you can buy in a pack... But this balloon is blown beyond the size it should be I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family got on at CCK... When I saw the balloon, I swear my heart was pumping twice as hard and I feel my pressure shooting up... I turned my player volume up and start closing my eyes, crossing my fingers that the balloon will not burst!! I am so scared man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the longest trip from CCK to JE station... But luckily by the time JE station approached, they got off the other side of the train... Phew... Hahaha... Balloon phobia of mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113799827753888971?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113799827753888971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113799827753888971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113799827753888971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113799827753888971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/balloon-phobia.html' title='Balloon Phobia'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113794454787865335</id><published>2006-01-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:45:13.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Been shopping today and talking to my friend... It was great shopping... Hee hee... You know the colour dusty pink? I've discovered a new colour dusty purple... Hahaha... I've bought a pair of heels in that colour... And it looks hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also bought a handbag... Mickey Mouse... Cute... I gave myself a $50 budget... However, my total expenditure today is way over... $68... Hahaha... But I am happy... And that's all that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Picture(3).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Picture%283%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Photo-0057.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/320/Photo-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The pic on top is taken by my lousy phone but the bottom one is taken by my sis's phone... Colourwise, my bag is closer to the pic on the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like whenever I've a relationship that's over, I'll do something dramatic like shop, make myself look prettier... But when I get into a relationship, I just automatically slipped into a t-shirts, jeans and sport shoes kinda style... Cause it's comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've dyed my hair but it's not much difference from my old colour... And I've done something to my hair to make it wavy... Looking real sexy... When the time is right probably I'll do a proper self-makeover and take a picture... Hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meantime, I feel great and I will be greater alone... So eat your heart and drop dead fellas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113794454787865335?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113794454787865335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113794454787865335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113794454787865335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113794454787865335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113786081964877491</id><published>2006-01-21T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:27:01.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Up on Saturday</title><content type='html'>I have a 2 hr make up lecture today... So dumb... I didn't know and previously had an appointment with a friend already on friday at Kovan... Which means I have to go home and go back to school the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to meet my friend to pass him a textbook and we had dinner together in the meantime... It was fun walking around... Especially when the day didn't really turn out ok in the morning... It was really sad for me... But after meeting my friend i felt abit better lah... Then we took a nice card picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was looking for pple to accompany me for the saturday, no one was available as usual... I guess my real friends are all gone... Left me behind for other pple who are cooler and can accomodate them more... I can be alone... I will live with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no one can come out with me, I ended up spend more than 30 bucks... Buying stuff... I dyed my hair, make curls in my hair... Bought lip shine and nail polish... Broke... Still haven't buy bag for new year!!!! Must quickly go shopping le... Who got time go shopping with me tell me lah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113786081964877491?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113786081964877491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113786081964877491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113786081964877491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113786081964877491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/make-up-on-saturday.html' title='Make Up on Saturday'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113750892295433687</id><published>2006-01-17T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:42:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the "Love You"s and the "I Love You"s...</title><content type='html'>There has always been a problem expressing love for me... Throughout almost 8 years in my love life, I've almost never said I love someone out loud... The very thought of it makes me cringe and my hair stand... It is weird right?? But it's just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very words "I love you" means alot and I feel that it cannot anyhow be used... Even though I filled my msges to loved ones with "Love you"s often, I hardly use "I Love You"... The little 'I' means a lot to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sneezing alot lately... Am I being missed? Or cursed? Or am I just sick? Hope it's one or three... Chinese New Year is coming and I've no one to show as well... Hahaha... Turning out to be the old maid of the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/1600/Tulips.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/607/200/Tulips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulips are my favourite flowers... Which is why I've started collecting these paper tulips... As well as contributing to the children cancer foundation... They are so beautiful, decorating my desk where I can see it now... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Time to study le... Then maple time! Yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113750892295433687?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113750892295433687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113750892295433687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113750892295433687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113750892295433687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/between-love-yous-and-i-love-yous.html' title='Between the &quot;Love You&quot;s and the &quot;I Love You&quot;s...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113717133009031001</id><published>2006-01-13T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:55:30.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>It's finally over... The day most feared... I don't believe this black friday kinda thing... But don't understand why others think so... Ok lah... I did skidded a few times coz the floor was wet... and I din walk properly manage to twist my ankle... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to suntec after school... Shopping for new year... At first I wanna buy a handbag from adidas... But after taking a second look at the bag, it is not that nice actually... Went to mango and found a nice green top though... Nice... Mango keep having sale... My first mango top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a treat from carrie... So not too bad... A rather dumb incident happened though at fish &amp; co. We were queuing up for seats and just as we were about to get our seats, this pair of bitches came from nowhere and just walked into the restaurant and sat down like as if they own the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention after much coaxing from the attendants, they still refused to budge from where they were sitting and giving the excuse that they were foreigners... Don't think just because they are 1.7+ then wanna act glamorous they can do what they wan... Despicable pple lidat... Piss off man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they were later joined by an indian man and even later a chinese guy, in a harley shirt... Man, they are starting to look like prostitutes to me lor... Disgusting pple with low class attitude... Then the rest of the time in the restaurant was feeled with jokes of high class prostitutes going to high class hotels like Mandarin Hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, overall it's quite an alright day lah... Happy... But tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113717133009031001?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113717133009031001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113717133009031001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113717133009031001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113717133009031001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113688899109813612</id><published>2006-01-10T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T18:33:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleaders</title><content type='html'>Ever read stories where this guy who was smitten by this cheerleader and she pays no attention to him 'cause she's either too busy gossiping or girl talking to her friends or trying to attract the attention of this jock who's rich, smart and handsome... And all that guy could do was stand at a distance and stare at her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly how I feel right now... I don't know if it is right or not... But this is getting downright irritating to me... I just wish I can get drunk and forget about school and responsibility and just drink and drink... But I just can't... I thought that all this craziness will pass after the 18th... Maybe it will... Maybe it won't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is gonna end just right... The girl who is in love with the cheerleading will find another guy who is there for her... Who loves her and think that she's great... She doesn't have to be perfect... He neither... He doesn't have to be rich or handsome just as long as he loves her genuinely with all his heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one chapter closes and a totally new chapter opens up... Life will go on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113688899109813612?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113688899109813612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113688899109813612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113688899109813612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113688899109813612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/cheerleaders.html' title='Cheerleaders'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18433571.post-113683104401447767</id><published>2006-01-10T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:24:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat on rainy days</title><content type='html'>Went for steamboat at marina with classmates... Fun bantering and company... Average food... Bad feeling after this... I do feel sick man... Wanna curl up in my bed and not wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so many things to do... Study, go ikea shopping, go clothing shopping, go bag shopping... I still haven't decide if I wanna get the converse shoes... Plus I need to repair my heels... Oh my god! So many things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's only the 2nd week of school and I am exhausted... I think I will rest... I really understand why females are frustrated when they get their period... Guys, think about it, if everytime you pull down ur pants to see red, see if you guys get mood swings as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah yah... Talking rubbish again... Time to knock out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18433571-113683104401447767?l=home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/feeds/113683104401447767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18433571&amp;postID=113683104401447767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113683104401447767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18433571/posts/default/113683104401447767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home-of-the-fish.blogspot.com/2006/01/steamboat-on-rainy-days.html' title='Steamboat on rainy days'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15985530300847851606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jITB-y3_Wt0/SRasEALee9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/txh9_M_Z1x0/S220/Photo995.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
