<?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-8923409</id><updated>2011-07-09T02:25:52.053+08:00</updated><category term='videos'/><category term='daily laughs'/><category term='review'/><category term='photos'/><category term='work'/><category term='muse'/><category term='band'/><title type='text'>hopE;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>643</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6843947900036970771</id><published>2010-06-22T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:07:07.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wow, i'm like finally back here after what, 7 months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wordpress has been working alright so far. let's keep it that way and hope for new 'upgrades' soon. don't really like the photo uploading mechanism for wordpress though. takes quite a long time. still prefer blogger's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recently got a tumblr. it's quite good just that it's a little slow sometimes. i love the follow and reblog options. i ended up making the blog a repost blog because some entries are so amazing. may start another tumblr for myself some time. if i'm free that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life hasn't been all rosy and well recently. feels that work's a burden and a friend is like lost, somehow. maybe it's my think-too-much-ness. hoping that things will turn out fine at the end of the day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;till i remember to come back here again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6843947900036970771?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6843947900036970771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6843947900036970771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6843947900036970771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6843947900036970771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-entry-of-2010.html' title='first entry of 2010'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7167436805685493959</id><published>2009-11-18T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:29:24.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, i know i haven't been blogging here. i guess it's not that easy to make me smile/laugh these days. i don't know. maybe it's the stress that's building up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's already mid november. the year's ending soon. how many of those new year resolutions did i keep? how many did YOU keep? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be cradled like a baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7167436805685493959?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7167436805685493959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7167436805685493959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7167436805685493959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7167436805685493959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/loved.html' title='loved'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-746804936797248857</id><published>2009-07-20T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:27:50.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oopsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oops, looks like i haven't been updating this blog for A-G-E-S. i'm so sorry!!! must find something funny to blog here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-746804936797248857?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/746804936797248857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=746804936797248857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/746804936797248857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/746804936797248857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/oopsy.html' title='oopsy'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3407505853044768014</id><published>2009-05-06T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:09:00.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>fat-ism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SgDw7VAQaQI/AAAAAAAABZo/mO2jvA3BhfA/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332526860847835394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SgDw7VAQaQI/AAAAAAAABZo/mO2jvA3BhfA/s400/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, garfield is fatly cute. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3407505853044768014?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3407505853044768014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3407505853044768014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3407505853044768014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3407505853044768014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleep.html' title='fat-ism'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SgDw7VAQaQI/AAAAAAAABZo/mO2jvA3BhfA/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8275957105737428680</id><published>2009-04-07T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:44:42.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarious headline</title><content type='html'>i just saw this really &lt;s&gt;attention grabbing&lt;/s&gt; funny headline in &lt;em&gt;mypaper&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DINOSAURS MIGHT HAVE GROWN WINGS TO LOOK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEXY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really cute eh? imagine a sexy looking T-rex. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male T-rex: hey sexy~ you look hot today!&lt;br /&gt;female T-rex: why,thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;male T-rex: *tries his VERY best to hug female*&lt;br /&gt;                      i'm so sorry darling, i really wanna hug you but i can't 'cause my hands are too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8275957105737428680?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8275957105737428680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8275957105737428680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8275957105737428680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8275957105737428680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hilarious-headline.html' title='hilarious headline'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8632291026644183867</id><published>2009-04-02T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:04:35.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SdQqsLpY4EI/AAAAAAAABZY/Z9Qb52IUeRY/s1600-h/getArticlePhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319923998360395842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SdQqsLpY4EI/AAAAAAAABZY/Z9Qb52IUeRY/s400/getArticlePhoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from :&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://english.stomp.com.sg/english/index.jsp"&gt;http://english.stomp.com.sg/english/index.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SUPER HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lar!!! i can't help but LOL-ed when i saw it!!! goodness!!! hahahaha~~~~~ ROFL~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8632291026644183867?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8632291026644183867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8632291026644183867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8632291026644183867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8632291026644183867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SdQqsLpY4EI/AAAAAAAABZY/Z9Qb52IUeRY/s72-c/getArticlePhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6023345333191423160</id><published>2009-03-25T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:09:37.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>daily laughs V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/Scn0h0rGQ2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/Nw4QoHpUZRo/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317049696999850850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/Scn0h0rGQ2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/Nw4QoHpUZRo/s400/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't we all feel that way sometimes?? sometimes i'd rather a night lasts 24hours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6023345333191423160?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6023345333191423160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6023345333191423160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6023345333191423160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6023345333191423160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/daily-laughs-v.html' title='daily laughs V'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/Scn0h0rGQ2I/AAAAAAAABZQ/Nw4QoHpUZRo/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4231453330149760823</id><published>2009-03-09T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:31:47.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>daily laughs IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SbThioVpEDI/AAAAAAAABY4/-dM4mmdxfAc/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311117845636649010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SbThioVpEDI/AAAAAAAABY4/-dM4mmdxfAc/s400/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drip-perdy drip-perdy drip drip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, there's just no stopping things. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4231453330149760823?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4231453330149760823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4231453330149760823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4231453330149760823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4231453330149760823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/daily-laughs-iv.html' title='daily laughs IV'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SbThioVpEDI/AAAAAAAABY4/-dM4mmdxfAc/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8917272688460103156</id><published>2009-03-03T09:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:31:47.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>daily laughs III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SayJ5n-FbrI/AAAAAAAABYw/Bn6zr7CFBw0/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308769683837906610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SayJ5n-FbrI/AAAAAAAABYw/Bn6zr7CFBw0/s400/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, swan lake. maybe it should be named meow-lake in this case. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8917272688460103156?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8917272688460103156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8917272688460103156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8917272688460103156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8917272688460103156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/daily-laughs-iii.html' title='daily laughs III'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SayJ5n-FbrI/AAAAAAAABYw/Bn6zr7CFBw0/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8839572951436792551</id><published>2009-03-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:00:00.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordpress!</title><content type='html'>without further ado, my wordpress blog is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bottledsand.wordpress.com/"&gt;bottledsand-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for entries, go there! for funny stuff like comic strips, come here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8839572951436792551?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8839572951436792551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8839572951436792551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8839572951436792551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8839572951436792551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordpress.html' title='wordpress!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8139971702421043217</id><published>2009-02-27T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:30:49.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like watching marley and me.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to spend money.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8139971702421043217?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8139971702421043217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8139971702421043217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8139971702421043217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8139971702421043217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-like-watching-marley-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6352076260322956732</id><published>2009-02-26T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:31:47.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>daily laughs part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaYHPbg2NhI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GkMxhxR7c0Q/s1600-h/ga920714.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937172567668242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaYHPbg2NhI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GkMxhxR7c0Q/s400/ga920714.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't hug my own tummy though, and i don't intend to. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaYIoFoih2I/AAAAAAAABYo/3CwsJWQqpq0/s1600-h/ga920715.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938695702710114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaYIoFoih2I/AAAAAAAABYo/3CwsJWQqpq0/s400/ga920715.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope my weighing machine can't talk. oh wait, i haven't got myself a weighing machine yet. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6352076260322956732?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6352076260322956732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6352076260322956732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6352076260322956732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6352076260322956732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/daily-laughs-part-ii.html' title='daily laughs part II'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaYHPbg2NhI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GkMxhxR7c0Q/s72-c/ga920714.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3603649417489660478</id><published>2009-02-25T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:50:11.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random -&gt; relationships</title><content type='html'>oh, how i miss those naive and innocent relationships from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then, relationships were pure. '&lt;em&gt;i love you'&lt;/em&gt; being said on a daily basis, going out for walks by the beach, movie, dinner, pool, being sent home. everything was sweetly simple, and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as one grows older, relationships tend to get disturbed. indecisiveness and wrong mindsets. whatever happened to the mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just one's fate, to meet with disturbing relationships. but those relationships whose memories are meant to last are dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to love and feel loved again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3603649417489660478?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3603649417489660478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3603649417489660478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3603649417489660478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3603649417489660478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-relationships.html' title='random -&gt; relationships'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3306983786903597260</id><published>2009-02-24T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:07:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy piece of shit</title><content type='html'>go ahead, pass your work to me to do it immediately. as if i don't already have something urgent on hand. since you pass your lousy work to me, might as well pass me your pay too. you're earning $6k and you expect someone earning $1k+ to do your work. it's not like i get credit for doing the piece of work. because in the end, it's your lousy name on that piece of work. i'm not your slave. if you want to pass your work, please pass it to the lousy aunty to do it. i guess your work is as lousy as hers since both of you have that lousy attitude. ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3306983786903597260?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3306983786903597260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3306983786903597260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3306983786903597260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3306983786903597260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/lousy-piece-of-shit.html' title='lousy piece of shit'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7448429545705819791</id><published>2009-02-23T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:03:28.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vid / de / o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3sbzdN5Eks"&gt;如煙 video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little something to keep my mind off the crap i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i really don't enjoy doing this type of work. all the stupid things that i've to hear, as if i'm not irritated enough by the people i face at work. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7448429545705819791?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7448429545705819791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7448429545705819791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7448429545705819791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7448429545705819791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/vid-de-o.html' title='vid / de / o'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4808729214184552572</id><published>2009-02-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:30:14.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>last sunday's dinner</title><content type='html'>oh gosh, i totally forgot about blogging last sunday's dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dinner with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; jiazhen, georgie, april, mel and bernie&lt;/span&gt; at TM's Swensen's. had a great dinner and of course free ice-cream because georgie's baked rice came late. it was a really enjoyable night. had a great chit-chat session with jiazhen while waiting for my bus. it's interesting how we have so much to talk about now since we didn't have so many topics back in school. mayeb it's a 'stage of life' kind of thing. anyways, april has already left for aussie on wednesday and georgie's leaving on monday. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqy6-W7FI/AAAAAAAABYI/RVCtwOKYPDo/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqy6-W7FI/AAAAAAAABYI/RVCtwOKYPDo/s200/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287415355075666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqyu4oIpI/AAAAAAAABYA/8m2RFoDw6Ak/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqyu4oIpI/AAAAAAAABYA/8m2RFoDw6Ak/s200/DSC00190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287412109812370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqyZ_ZV3I/AAAAAAAABX4/y4YRwBZO10Y/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqyZ_ZV3I/AAAAAAAABX4/y4YRwBZO10Y/s200/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287406501058418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqycKgRdI/AAAAAAAABXw/MkudhULFQxk/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqycKgRdI/AAAAAAAABXw/MkudhULFQxk/s200/DSC00199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287407084520914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, that's a short little summary of the dinner. apologise for the erm, messed up english if any, because it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; past my bedtime and i'm typing this in a half asleep mode. hope to see them all again soon. and georgie &lt;u&gt;STILL&lt;/u&gt; owes me bedok chicken rice. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;p.s. everyone take good care of your health! the weather's &lt;s&gt;kind of &lt;/s&gt;crazy these days. drink more water! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4808729214184552572?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4808729214184552572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4808729214184552572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4808729214184552572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4808729214184552572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-sundays-dinner.html' title='last sunday&apos;s dinner'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SaAqy6-W7FI/AAAAAAAABYI/RVCtwOKYPDo/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6165066529106285777</id><published>2009-02-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:08:07.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arh</title><content type='html'>i think my temper has gone from bad to worse these days. i don't know why, but it's just the way that it's become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break. a break from the irritating beings in the office, a break from the aunties who stare at the newspaper i'm reading in the train, a break from selfishness, a break from the kids who make tonnes of noise in public areas, a break from all of the bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, i really am. i'm tired of trying to accommdate to others. i'm tired of tolerating the nonsense that goes on. i'm tired of pretending to be someone i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are much more negative now as compared to months ago. i can't point out what's been the &lt;s&gt;main&lt;/s&gt; contributing factors. i can't undo the wrongs from there then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not depressed. i've been worse. but this rubbish that's around me is just making me go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of all the crap that you have been doing. i've had enough. i've had enough of you outcasting me as if i'm not your supervisee. i've had enough of your insubordination. i've had enough of your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get out. i want to get away from all these nonsense. because i know that i'll be better off elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6165066529106285777?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6165066529106285777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6165066529106285777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6165066529106285777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6165066529106285777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/arh.html' title='arh'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1836604211629696775</id><published>2009-02-20T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:39:13.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i have a bad feeling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to spend quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; during my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;taiwan&lt;/span&gt; trip next month, especially at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;taipei&lt;/span&gt; 101. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1836604211629696775?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1836604211629696775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1836604211629696775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1836604211629696775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1836604211629696775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-i-have-bad-feeling-that-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-266045522299486898</id><published>2009-02-20T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:00:05.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;latest ranking of 7 sins for men and women by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lust&lt;br /&gt;2. Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;3. Sloth&lt;br /&gt;4. Anger&lt;br /&gt;5. Pride&lt;br /&gt;6. Envy&lt;br /&gt;7. Greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pride&lt;br /&gt;2. Envy&lt;br /&gt;3. Anger&lt;br /&gt;4. Lust&lt;br /&gt;5. Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;6. Greed&lt;br /&gt;7. Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously thought that &lt;em&gt;Pride &lt;/em&gt;will be ranked much higher for men rather than women. instead, &lt;em&gt;Pride &lt;/em&gt;came in number 1 for women. interesting eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-266045522299486898?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/266045522299486898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=266045522299486898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/266045522299486898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/266045522299486898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-sins.html' title='7 sins'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1451327843184675044</id><published>2009-02-18T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:11:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just thinking, maybe i should make this my humour blog.&lt;br /&gt;and all my normal entries will go into my wordpress blog.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;and then i don't have to worry about not being able to fit a cbox into wordpress already. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1451327843184675044?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1451327843184675044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1451327843184675044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1451327843184675044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1451327843184675044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-just-thinking-maybe-i-should-make.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6254761903422422689</id><published>2009-02-18T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:31:47.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily laughs'/><title type='text'>daily laughs part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZulxLlhbHI/AAAAAAAABXo/8liOlx5_dPY/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304015250501233778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZulxLlhbHI/AAAAAAAABXo/8liOlx5_dPY/s400/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i need to see more of my feet, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6254761903422422689?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6254761903422422689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6254761903422422689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6254761903422422689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6254761903422422689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/daily-laughs-part-i.html' title='daily laughs part I'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZulxLlhbHI/AAAAAAAABXo/8liOlx5_dPY/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4730079383914100623</id><published>2009-02-16T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:21:12.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because</title><content type='html'>a rare chance, it's not being sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZkhmY6NLtI/AAAAAAAABXY/8ZeozvN_eGY/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303306979610799826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZkhmY6NLtI/AAAAAAAABXY/8ZeozvN_eGY/s400/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;because i love my soft toy and my soft toy loves me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4730079383914100623?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4730079383914100623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4730079383914100623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4730079383914100623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4730079383914100623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SZkhmY6NLtI/AAAAAAAABXY/8ZeozvN_eGY/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2065783678728576800</id><published>2009-02-13T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:55:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop fu*king write your name there when it's NOT done by you. fu*k lar, all you did was ask me to print out the work. please lor, you didn't even do the simple thing of printing! fu*k. stop claiming credit for the lack of work that you're doing. fu*k. you want to claim credit so much, go be an arcade shop assistant. you want to keep newspapers for yourself so much, go sell fish at the wet market! fu*k lar!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2065783678728576800?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2065783678728576800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2065783678728576800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2065783678728576800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2065783678728576800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-fuking-write-your-name-there-when.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6984495776805577797</id><published>2009-02-12T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:46:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*(&amp;#$^%</title><content type='html'>my stupid ulcer is &amp;amp;^$%^#)$(*@)&lt;br /&gt;life has been *&amp;amp;$#^!@&lt;br /&gt;thus things have pretty much been %&amp;amp;#*()!*#&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird, 'cause i never had ulcers before this. so this ulcer is bringing hell right into my mouth. 'am having a headache, probably because of the 600ml worth of allswell starfruit juice i just drank. it's finally thursday, and tomorrow will be friday. and then comes valentine's day. sigh, it's just another saturday. and then suddenly, it's monday all over again. the weekly cycle is making me go *&amp;amp;@# and it's not good for me. &lt;em&gt;knock knock, i need to go out and meet people!&lt;/em&gt; crap, this sucks. &lt;em&gt;i need a life.&lt;/em&gt; i'm 20, not 60. i'm 20, not 2. &lt;em&gt;i'm going crazy with all these thoughts running through my head like they don't matter.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is screwed. this is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6984495776805577797?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6984495776805577797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6984495776805577797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6984495776805577797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6984495776805577797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='*(&amp;#$^%'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1130033113682956153</id><published>2009-02-08T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:07:03.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, i can't seem to be able to put a cbox in wordpress!!!!!!!!!! help anyone?????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1130033113682956153?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1130033113682956153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1130033113682956153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1130033113682956153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1130033113682956153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh-i-cant-seem-to-be-able-to-put-cbox.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6895139660339546633</id><published>2009-02-08T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:51:09.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fine. so i can't stay over at people's place for games. i can't go out til too late. i have to blah blah blah. whatever. if i don't get married in the future, it's because of this kind of attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6895139660339546633?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6895139660339546633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6895139660339546633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6895139660339546633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6895139660339546633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-319644511393271797</id><published>2009-02-05T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:49:36.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fickle minded-ness</title><content type='html'>hmm, i know this may sound fickle-minded, but i feel like studying for a specialist diploma in hospitality and tourism under tp. yes i know i said i wanted to do psychology, but i'm not really sure now. the specialist diploma can be completed within a year and it only cost $1465.90. i'm well aware that a specialist diploma won't get me anywhere far, and i really need a degree to do that. but ... i don't know, maybe i'm just too bored, or that i don't really know what i want. i shall wait and see if the urge for the specialist diploma continues. if it does, then maybe i'll take it up. if not, i'll just go on and find another degree 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random. but i do feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper today was SCREWED, &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;screwed. more papers coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahjong-ed at jeremy's with shimin, suming and jeremy. lost $10++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian of work. thinking of a transfer-able place for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day around the corner. &lt;em&gt;so what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still a want for now. but i have a feeling it'll be a need soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with darlings this friday. i miss all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wordpressorlivejournal?suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8590173677954459336?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7089118201414907258</id><published>2009-01-29T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:11:22.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking to qinghui</title><content type='html'>i was talking to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;qinghui&lt;/span&gt; about random stuff and we ended up talking about marriage. so our beloved qinghui (a.k.a. mrs quek) asked me to aim for a boyfriend. this is what i said to her -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15:59:23 I say: haha go find a vendin machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15:59:35 I say: called 'BOYFRIEND VENDING MACHINE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:59:50 I say: tong $1 inside n vowala~ bf drop out..hahaha... =x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;p.s. desmond, get qinghui an onion ring when you propose to her, because she said onion rings are tastier. lol. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7089118201414907258?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7089118201414907258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7089118201414907258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7089118201414907258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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always been the same for the past few years. going to temples to pray for the new year on the first day and waiting for my sister to come back for pizza lunch on the second day. i don't go visiting, because i'm not close to the relatives. it's been pretty much the same since grandma pass on. i don't dislike the fact that i get less &lt;em&gt;ang baos&lt;/em&gt; than other people, i'm fortunate enough to be able to rest my body on the mattress watching tv, no matter how boring the shows are. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know how to be thankful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; even if it happens once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i don't know if it's just me, but it feels like the cny spirit's kind of gone. i don't feel that excited about cny anymore. last year it was because of atv project, but this year there isn't really anything to stop me. (maybe except the fact that i'm on duty on the second day which spoils my mood.) but really, i don't feel that excited anymore. it's like another public holiday, but with more meaning. maybe it's part of growing up, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say we get wiser as we grow older. but i beg to differ. i was watching the taiwan version of &lt;em&gt;are you smarter than a 5th grader?&lt;/em&gt; last 2 days and i realise that there are things that i'm not so sure of now as i were before. maybe it's the distance between me and the books, but i kind of have the feeling that it's just an excuse. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, with all that said, maybe it's time for me to go back to my super collapse 3 on my psp. i've to train my brain before it rusts. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUAT AR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1245976176765066368?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1245976176765066368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1245976176765066368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1245976176765066368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1245976176765066368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1164347980860684114</id><published>2009-01-24T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:28:00.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt; -&gt; got it from hariani, maybe i should tag her again. =x&lt;br /&gt; jolene&lt;br /&gt; judith&lt;br /&gt; olivia&lt;br /&gt; jerome&lt;br /&gt; georgina&lt;br /&gt; melissa&lt;br /&gt; randy&lt;br /&gt; april&lt;br /&gt; aqidah&lt;br /&gt; jaclyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;- room in your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;by living in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;- hey you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;by a1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;- 对你有感觉 by 江美琪 and 光良&lt;br /&gt; erm, i feel romantic? maybe not ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;- 妹妹要快樂 by 曹格&lt;br /&gt; oops, does this mean my life purpose is to be happy? hmm, kind of true maybe. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;- crawling by linkin park&lt;br /&gt; erm, i'm crawling my life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- maneater (dance remix) by nelly furtado&lt;br /&gt;  -__________-""""""" is that really what they think of me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;- something like you by n'sync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;- 一人一半 (duet Version) by 881 (soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;  how to share, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;- jolly holiday by various artists (classic disney album)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;- 孫悟空(live) by 五月天&lt;br /&gt; hahaha, my best friend's a monkey god. kind of true, since randy's a monkey. =x rofl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;- vesuvius by frank ticheli&lt;br /&gt; O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;- go!! by FLOW (naruto soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;- 如果没有你 by 白光&lt;br /&gt; omg, how come i get an old song at this question?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;- aku cinta pada mu 天天天天说爱你 by 阿牛&lt;br /&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- the kiss by alan menken and horward ashman (aladdin)&lt;br /&gt; hmm, maybe it's the kiss that produced me?? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;- the world by NIGHTMARE (death note soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt; erm, not exactly a good choice eh? since it's from DEATH note. but well, kind of techno-ish, may be able to help sweat off the fats. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;- 夏天的浪花 summer waves by 张惠妹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;- Sing Sing Sing - Louis Prima - Arr. Iwai(1) by tokyo kosei winds&lt;br /&gt; wah, finally a band song. and yes i love to sing~ just that it'll rain when i do. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;- persis by james l. hosay&lt;br /&gt; hmm...they've braved through thick and thin with me? yes! haha. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;- say my name by destiny's child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;- fool again by westlife&lt;br /&gt; so which idiot will be the one that fool me and cause my death? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;- broken youth by nico touches the wall (naruto shippuuden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;- toy soldiers by martika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;- smurf billy rock, smurf billy roll (hillbilly rock, roll) by the smurfs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;25) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;- feelings show by colbie caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;- smurf macarena (macarena) by the smurfs&lt;br /&gt; haha, i'm scared of smurfs doing the macarena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- cartoon&lt;br /&gt; -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;- listen to your heart (pocahontas) by various artists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;- 相信無限 by 林俊傑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;- fly away by black eye peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1164347980860684114?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1164347980860684114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1164347980860684114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1164347980860684114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1164347980860684114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/fly-away.html' title='fly away'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1802150067281770110</id><published>2009-01-23T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:50:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>hello! miss me? haha. yes, i notice i didn't update for some time. i got reason one ok? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17/1/09 -&gt; Mel's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i went for her celebration lar. enjoyed myself VERY much. finally meet up with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;georgie, april and jiazhen&lt;/span&gt; after SOOOO long lor. laughed our guts out, especially during the 'mr and miss' thing. omg, so funny lar. she planned for a dance session after the makan. wah, i tell you, i should go dancing with jiazhen and georgie more often. that way, i can burn off all the extra calories! lol. had a really enjoyable night with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how LONG the wait for 4N is lar. me and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;randy&lt;/span&gt; missed a bus at 1am, then we waited till around 1.50am before the next bus came. gosh, i nearly fell asleep waiting for the bus lar. we had another choice of NR7, but i was too lazy to drop at downtown east and walk back home. =x but well, i REALLY enjoyed myself that night. can't wait till i meet up with the girls again! and of course meet up with bmf for a jog, soon. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20/1/09 - 22/1/09 -&gt; stress management course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;poof&lt;/em&gt; i'd tell you, the course was alright. BUT, some goondu stepped on my right baby toe on the first day!!! and darn, i ended up with a swollen toe. =( but thank goodness, mommy put aleo vera on my baby toe. so it's getting better now. =) learnt some stuff on stress, like good and bad stress. also learnt about financial management, like what we're supposed to do with our money once we get them (save, pay, spend). that's one of the few lectures that i didn't fall asleep in. (not hard to understand why =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, CNY is just 2 days away. i look forward to the 2days public holiday. but i don't look forward to the 3rd day when i've to come back to work. got my new clothes ready, but i'm kind of short of bottoms. =x haha. ah well, i'll come up with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(crap, i'm having mental block)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i got my hp back!! yes! after 15 long days i finally got it back! &lt;em&gt;i missed you so much my dearest phone.&lt;/em&gt; heard that aaron's phone's already giving him problems within a month. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;eh aaron, time to send for repair lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but wells, hopefully c905s won't have &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; problems, or it'd really be a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, that shall be it for now. here's wishing all &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONG XI FA CAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! and i want my ang baos with SGD in it ok. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1802150067281770110?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1802150067281770110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1802150067281770110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1802150067281770110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1802150067281770110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3725646643155601395</id><published>2009-01-15T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:34:39.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i l l</title><content type='html'>i'm back after 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i did. went ironing on sunday. retreat on monday. mc on tuesday and wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;i think that pretty much sums it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still unwell. *cough cough* i want to get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm under the influence of my medication, thus the slow typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's retreat was the day that i see for myself the definition of LIAR. i was told that something is done in 'A' as it has been done all along. but when higher powers ask about it, higher powers was told that it is done in 'B' (which happens to stand for bullsh*t). i had no choice but to confront that head on. it's like headbutting your opponent in a soccer match. ya, it's 'illegal' but who cares. i need to cover my own backside! &lt;em&gt;liar, liar, pants on fire. &lt;/em&gt;and then, they dare to try to explain the &lt;s&gt;reasons &lt;/s&gt;excuses why it is done in 'A'. ya, go on and lie some more. it's only when higher powers said 'i'm not convinced' did the lie stop. hah. you are dead meat, man. like the chinese saying goes, 老虎不发威，当我是病猫. which roughly means, if a tiger doesn't fight back, you treat it like a sick cat. (translation may not make sense in english. reason: brain not working as per normal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i feel so ill. i want my pillow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3725646643155601395?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3725646643155601395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3725646643155601395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3725646643155601395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3725646643155601395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-l-l.html' title='i l l'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3311121596368785917</id><published>2009-01-10T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:08:05.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>yeah i'm back with PHOTOS! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgkVmOUYzI/AAAAAAAABVw/Yn8lWHnZnqw/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgkVmOUYzI/AAAAAAAABVw/Yn8lWHnZnqw/s200/IMG_0029.JPG" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgk3axigNI/AAAAAAAABWg/J3XiCTPV2dY/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgk3axigNI/AAAAAAAABWg/J3XiCTPV2dY/s200/IMG_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289518296845156562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgkWhNXSGI/AAAAAAAABWQ/2ajBzwMiUaw/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgkWhNXSGI/AAAAAAAABWQ/2ajBzwMiUaw/s200/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289517731636791394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgk2xFY8xI/AAAAAAAABWY/Qi2Wr7bzGiM/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgk2xFY8xI/AAAAAAAABWY/Qi2Wr7bzGiM/s200/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289518285654127378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took like 100 odd pictures, but only when i was uploading the pictures on to  facebook did i realise actually more than half are slightly blur. crap lar. i need stabilizers. haha. but well, at least i still have 50 odd nice picutres. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a storm's been brewing in the office in the last few days. i'm like stuck in between two parties. crap lar. i don't know what will happen on monday's retreat. hopefully no one will get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i guess i will be rotting at home till mom comes home with food at maybe 4pm? then go out to this fun fair thing with mom then meet my beloved section for dinner! but then, hmm, not all of them will be there. but well, it's better than none at all! =) happy kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;如烟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;我坐在床前  望着窗外  回忆满天  生命是华丽错觉  时间是贼  偷走一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;七岁的那一年  抓住那只蝉  以为能抓住夏天  十七岁的那年  吻过他的脸  就以为和他能永远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一种永远  永远不改变  拥抱过的美丽都  再也不破碎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;让险峻岁月不能在脸上撒野  让生离和死别都遥远  有谁能听见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;我坐在床前  转过头看  谁在沉睡  那一张苍老的脸  好像是我  紧闭双眼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;曾经是爱我的  和我深爱的  都围绕在我身边  带不走的那些  遗憾和眷恋  就化成最後一滴泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一滴眼泪  能洗掉後悔  化成大雨降落在  回不去的街&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;再给我一次机会  将故事改写  还欠了他一生的  一句抱歉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一个世界  永远不天黑  星星太阳万物都  听我的指挥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;月亮不忙着圆缺  春天不走远  树梢紧紧拥抱着树叶  有谁能听见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;耳际  眼前 此生重演  是我来自漆黑  而又回归漆黑  人间  瞬间  天地之间  下次我  又是谁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一朵玫瑰  永远不凋谢  永远骄傲和完美  永远不妥协&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;为何人生最後会像一张纸屑  还不如一片花瓣曾经鲜艳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一张书签  停止那一天  最单纯的笑脸和  最美那一年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;书包里面装满了蛋糕和汽水  双眼只有无猜和无邪  让我们无法无天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一首诗篇  找不到句点  青春永远定居在  我们的岁月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;男孩和女孩都有吉他和舞鞋  笑忘人间的苦痛  只有甜美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有没有那麽一个明天  重头活一遍  让我再次感受曾  挥霍的昨天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;无论生存或生活  我都不浪费  不让故事这麽的後悔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;有谁能听见  我不要告别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;我坐在床前  看着指尖  已经如烟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3311121596368785917?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3311121596368785917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3311121596368785917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3311121596368785917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3311121596368785917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SWgkVmOUYzI/AAAAAAAABVw/Yn8lWHnZnqw/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4900138597107736248</id><published>2009-01-07T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:37:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天 后。青春期的诗 专辑签名会!</title><content type='html'>hmm, my phone's in sick bay, i.e simei, repairing it's parts. i miss my phone already. =( now using my brother's spare samsung phone. so not used to it lar. i prefer my c905.  ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went for 五月天 后。青春期的诗 专辑签名会 at Central on monday after work. wah, so happy lar. on my way there i felt like i'm going on a first date with a new boyfriend. =x haha. waited for some time till they arrive. lucky mommy went to queue up for me since 2pm, or else i won't even get their autographs till 8+pm lar. took a total of 126 photos, but some of them are blurrrred. but wells, i'm SO happy lar. =) will upload some nice ones here and all un-blur-ed ones on facebook! a little let down was that 冠佑 wasn't there because his father-in-law pass away so he had to stay in taiwan for the wake. =( but i'm still OVERJOYED that i saw the rest of them! the autographed lyrics book (don't know if that's right) is sitting safely at home. =) i shook hands with them too. i was SO happy that i kept smiling lar! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only bad thing is that after dinner with mommy, i went back to try to get more pics of them. but there's this FAT SECURITY guy with really BAD manners. feel like slapping his face up down left right front back center lar! ah wells. shan't complain much since i've got 100 odd nice pictures of my beloved 五月天. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, i shall be back on saturday with pictures of 五月天 then. and also upload their pictures on facebook! haha. still a happy kid after 2 days! =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4900138597107736248?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-541059308938996364</id><published>2009-01-05T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:41:59.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IMPORTANT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO NOT CALL ME ON MY HP, IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT ME, DO SO VIA SMS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because my speaker's SPOILT.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not just my phone.&lt;br /&gt;saw from hardwarezone.com.sg that the first batch of C905s have faulty speakers.&lt;br /&gt;i still haven't given up hopes on it.&lt;br /&gt;better give me a replacement!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-541059308938996364?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/541059308938996364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=541059308938996364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/541059308938996364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/541059308938996364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/important.html' title='IMPORTANT'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5536126206807658192</id><published>2009-01-05T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:56:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up</title><content type='html'>hmm, i don't know why, but i always have difficulty locating the Straits Times in the office. i always spot last year's papers. i want &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; news, not &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; news, thank you very much. the Straits Times is eluding me! help! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think in this new year, one of the first things that i should sort out are &lt;em&gt;*drum roll please*&lt;/em&gt; my thoughts. i should learn not to be easily influenced by what people say or do. sometimes i feel that i'm easily influenced into thinking a certain way by people around me. i keep telling myself not to, but to no avail. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i must not be influenced by words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on a road on a breezy sunny afternoon, suddenly came the dark clouds barricading me from the sun. droplets started falling from the sky. i look up, only to realise those are not water droplets, but pieces of ice. those beautiful pieces of ice falling from the sky. oh yes, they hurt when i'm hit, but they sure are beautiful. the ice hit me, i realise i've to let go and get out of there. i run, but it's all too late now, i'm already hurt. the storm has already started. dark clouds swirling above me, winds growling louder by the second. in a matter of seconds, &lt;em&gt;it &lt;/em&gt;has hit the ground. i run and i hide, thinking i'll be spared. but i'm sucked up high into the tornado, spinning non stop, debris whacking me in the head. heck, they hurt like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could wake up and slap myself silly, thinking that it's a dream, it'd be good. but it's not. all that's real. i've been hurt, battered, no way of reversing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop thinking, even if it's for a moment. thoughts are making me go way further than i &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt; can, and it's not in a good way. words are like the cars being sucked up by the tornado. &lt;s&gt;i need to shut up. my thoughts have to shut up. just shut up. &lt;/s&gt;i need to go 'ohmmm'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;be quiet now, and soak in the tranquility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-5536126206807658192?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5536126206807658192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=5536126206807658192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5536126206807658192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5536126206807658192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/shut-up.html' title='shut up'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2965144889633675748</id><published>2009-01-03T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:40:09.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>here they are, pictures that i owe since last year. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from outing with yile, qinghui, randy -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AOvas7zI/AAAAAAAABTk/sbRUQQsrAeU/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AOvas7zI/AAAAAAAABTk/sbRUQQsrAeU/s200/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286944740802883378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AO1EnHZI/AAAAAAAABTs/q2Wcu2yXMfQ/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AO1EnHZI/AAAAAAAABTs/q2Wcu2yXMfQ/s200/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286944742320840082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken when i went to KL -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AO-AonTI/AAAAAAAABT0/afdCoBA0wwo/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AO-AonTI/AAAAAAAABT0/afdCoBA0wwo/s200/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286944744720080178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8APCccnQI/AAAAAAAABT8/BYqGepSA40E/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8APCccnQI/AAAAAAAABT8/BYqGepSA40E/s200/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286944745910476034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHijFVtI/AAAAAAAABU0/3rZqW90dbGg/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHijFVtI/AAAAAAAABU0/3rZqW90dbGg/s200/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286949015135803090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8APuMrn1I/AAAAAAAABUE/53gdBbXyZmA/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8APuMrn1I/AAAAAAAABUE/53gdBbXyZmA/s200/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286944757655510866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8BammMXBI/AAAAAAAABUM/Ac2VGUo77Qo/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8BammMXBI/AAAAAAAABUM/Ac2VGUo77Qo/s200/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286946044105219090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from countdown -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8Ba0rqqFI/AAAAAAAABUU/rynwtlKU1rU/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8Ba0rqqFI/AAAAAAAABUU/rynwtlKU1rU/s200/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286946047886272594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8BbC7nzqI/AAAAAAAABUc/6znf2iH1vw4/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8BbC7nzqI/AAAAAAAABUc/6znf2iH1vw4/s200/DSC00103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286946051711291042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i know, pictures are few. below are pictures of the mountains/hills from my hotel room in KL. we got a really good deal, staying at a 5 star hotel with just SGD $128 per night! their normal price is like 400+ ringgit per night lar. great savings! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EGjZrmJI/AAAAAAAABUk/wdnBtILCbNs/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EGjZrmJI/AAAAAAAABUk/wdnBtILCbNs/s200/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286948998184933522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHKlbFkI/AAAAAAAABUs/mlt4eRaTnbI/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHKlbFkI/AAAAAAAABUs/mlt4eRaTnbI/s200/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286949008703166018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHp0cfRI/AAAAAAAABU8/9HSCk7oWDMI/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHp0cfRI/AAAAAAAABU8/9HSCk7oWDMI/s200/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286949017087671570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHxpsFuI/AAAAAAAABVE/C5XxPpG_ds0/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8EHxpsFuI/AAAAAAAABVE/C5XxPpG_ds0/s200/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286949019190040290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FhqcfyNI/AAAAAAAABVU/A7i-nX3cmYA/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FhqcfyNI/AAAAAAAABVU/A7i-nX3cmYA/s200/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286950563443886290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FhZhvStI/AAAAAAAABVM/tlaK960xQV4/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FhZhvStI/AAAAAAAABVM/tlaK960xQV4/s200/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286950558902471378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and not forgetting my &lt;s&gt;bimbo&lt;/s&gt; coach bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8Fh5zGhUI/AAAAAAAABVc/LSfzKoI7udM/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8Fh5zGhUI/AAAAAAAABVc/LSfzKoI7udM/s200/DSC00090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286950567565231426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FiIrYgII/AAAAAAAABVk/j7W2qnMc5kg/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8FiIrYgII/AAAAAAAABVk/j7W2qnMc5kg/s200/DSC00091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286950571559387266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, remember i couldn't sign up for jap class because i went there too late? they called yesterday asking if i want a monday night class. i'm still thinking about it, because by the time it ends, it will be well over 9pm. so by the time i get home will be around 10+pm. hmm, still contemplating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that shall be it for now. will be back when i'm back. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be or not to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2965144889633675748?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2965144889633675748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2965144889633675748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2965144889633675748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2965144889633675748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SV8AOvas7zI/AAAAAAAABTk/sbRUQQsrAeU/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5457277954434735013</id><published>2009-01-02T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:57:29.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown!</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm late. but who cares, HAPPY NEW YEAR and you have 2 more days of Christmas left. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, went out to meet randy, qinghui and desmond on new year's eve. had dinner at 85 before leaving for tampines arcade where the couple left. we then walked to macs opposite tp to wait/meet isaac, aaron, hariani and raz. saw shun man, shi min and bing bing at coffee bean. had a good talk with randy en route to macs and well, i'd say i'm better after that. the others arrived and randy left for church. we strolled to our emo playground only to discover kids and a HUGE family there. so we went to the kiddy playground next to it and sat on the slide. listened out to the countdown. 5 4 3 2 1! the next thing i hear is raz screaming 'HAPPY NEW YEAR' at the top of her &lt;s&gt;loud &lt;/s&gt;voice. the funny thing is after the scream, we hear another family going 5 4 3 2 1! so it's like 2 different tv channels countdown at different time. weird i'd say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we happily stoned at the playground talking and drawing out the family tree. that's when aaron and isaac decided to climb up the monkey bar to look at the stars. how romantic eh, 2 guys looking at stars. pictures when i'm home to upload them. just when i thought bus 21 ends late, it ended at 1.06am. and we only reached the bus stop at 1.09am. so we missed the bus by 3 minutes, ah whatever. talked, stoned, walked to century square bus stop. that's when we decided to cab down to downtown east where the rest can play the night away and i can get back to my lovely bed at home. i finally reached home at 2am, kind of early i'd say. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, enough of that i'd say. i'm thinking of getting a hotel room for countdown next year. but it's erm, rather expensive. so i'm having second thoughts and i'm not sure who'll be there. ah well, maybe some other ways then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's how i spent my new year's eve. a happy one spent with loved ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you have a blessed new year filled with health, happiness and love. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-5457277954434735013?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5457277954434735013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=5457277954434735013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5457277954434735013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5457277954434735013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/countdown.html' title='countdown!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4395834374146200056</id><published>2008-12-31T23:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:06:01.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two double O eight</title><content type='html'>to be frank, this is a cumulative entry. why? because it started on 1/12/08 and will slowly build up to the entry seen on 31/12/08. this is to prevent me from forgetting what i'd like to say when i sit down in front of the computer, since that happens rather often. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, 2008, has been a year filled with firsts and mosts (thus far of course) for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; full time job&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; graduation ceremony&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; wedding video done&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; scolding of irritating children on bus 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; savings&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; expensive stuff&lt;br /&gt;              ~ handphone&lt;br /&gt;              ~ bag&lt;br /&gt;              ~ birthday present&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; wants/bimbotic year&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; spendings in a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course, how can a year go by without being thankful for my friends and family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've lost my temper at my family (namely my mom) quite a lot this year, but i guess it's not just the circumstances that caused it, i'm guilty of losing my temper most of the time. maybe my patience is being burnt by the environment. but i have to make sure that i have more patience in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i haven't been spending enough time with my friends. i don't know how most of them are doing now. i made an effort but it seems like stuff crop up last minute on my side or that there doesn't seem to be a date whereby all of them can make it. it's like what &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hariani&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;jerome&lt;/span&gt; said, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not as fun if a piece of the puzzle's missing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i sincerely apologise if i've ever stood any of you up, or be extremely late for outings. i have my reasons, just that i can't say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like previous year(s), i've always thanked my friends for being there for me. but it seems as if i can't really thank anyone this year. not that they weren't there for me, but that because i spent so little time with them, i don't know how to go about thanking them. they have been there for me, if i choose to let them. but because we don't see one another often, i feel as if i've hidden part of me from them, or that i choose not to let them carry my problems with them. i feel guilty about not opening up to them like i did in the previous year(s). i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to my most beloved bmf randy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being there for me when we were in school, for encouraging me not to blow up during projects. thank you for being there for me even when you were in men island. thank you for being such a marvellous friend. i really appreciate everything you've done, except the &lt;em&gt;suan-ism&lt;/em&gt;s of course. i'm really thankful for having found a friend like you to make my crappy days so much better. thank you, my most beloved bmf. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to my beloved fluffy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;darlings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, thanks for being there during the few outings to make me smile and forget all my problems. special thanks to jolene for listening to my complains during my last semester. thanks to qinghui and eden for accompanying me for lunch when i'm at work. without any single one of you, my life would have been an empty and boring place. thank you, my darlings, for adding &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to all other friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, thanks for just being there. you may not feel that you've affected me, but you have, in your own way. thank you, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been an eventful year for me. so many things happening, but yet so little that i've shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the life of the wanderer begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what life brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;she follows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this year marks the start of working life. it's as &lt;em&gt;tiring&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;no-life-able&lt;/em&gt; as expected. what to do when work only ends at 6 and i've to wake up at 6am the next day for work. i would definitely love to have more time to go out and meet people. i won't be doing myself any good if i were to stay in this place all the time. metting up with friends, both old and new, make my life more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been a learning process for me. i see all kinds of people here, colleagues or otherwise. i've learnt how to listen and not listen at the same time, or rather i practice selective listening/memory. its not that i don't want to listen, but sometimes things get complicated and its better that i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i say i want to stay here for another few years, that's just me being complacent. because it's a matter of time before i go on to get my degree, and hopefully a masters. and when that happens, i will probably want to move on to bigger things or perhaps, another career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i don't know what my future will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've got to accept it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that said, hopefully 2009 will be a better year for all. happy new year! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4395834374146200056?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4395834374146200056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4395834374146200056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4395834374146200056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4395834374146200056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-double-o-eight.html' title='two double O eight'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7546389031415501751</id><published>2008-12-31T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:33:18.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 facts about English you may not know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;good morning! saw this from eden's blog. kind of interesting. take a look eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The longest one-syllable word in the English language is “screeched.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “Dreamt” is the only English word that ends in the letters “mt”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No word in English language rhymes with “month,” “silver,” “purple,” or orange.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The symbol on the “pound” key (#) is called an octothorpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The symbol used in many URLs (Web addresses)is called a tilde. (~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The dot over the letter ‘i’ is called a tittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The word “set” has more definitions than any other word in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “Underground” is the only word in English that begins and ends with the letters “und.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. There are only four words in the English language which end in “-dous”: tremendous, horrendous,stupendous, and hazardous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The longest word in the English language,according to the Oxford English Dictionary, ispneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p.s. just in case you're wondering what's the meaning of that LONG word;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pneu-mo-no-ul-tra-mi-cro-scop-ic-sil-i-co-vol-ca-no-co-ni-o-sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;an obscure term ostensibly referring to a lung disease caused by silica dust, sometimes cited as one of the longest words in the English language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The only other word with the same amount of letters is its plural:pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconioses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The longest place-name still in use is&lt;br /&gt;Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikimaungahoronukupokaiwe-nuakit natahu,the Maori name of a hill in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Los Angeles’s full name is “El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reinade los Angeles de Porciuncula” andcan be abbreviated to 3.63% of its size, L.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The verb “cleave” has definitions which are antonyms of each other: to adhere and to separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The verb “sanction” also has definitions which are antonyms: to sponsor and to ban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. There is a seven-letter word in English that contains eleven words without rearranging any of itsletters, “therein”: the, there, he, in, rein, her,here, ere, I, therein, herein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. ‘Stewardesses’ is the longest English word that is typed with only the left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The combination “ough” can be pronounced in nine different ways; the following sentence contains themall: “A rough-coated, dough-faced, thoughtful ploughmanstrode through the streets of Scarborough; after fallinginto a slough, he coughed and hiccoughed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The only 15 letter word that can be spelled without repeating a letter is “uncopyrightable.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. “Facetious” and “abstemious” contain all the vowels in the correct order, as does arsenious, meaning “containingarsenic.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The word “Checkmate” in chess comes from the Persian phrase “Shah Mat,” which means “the king is dead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Only three words have entered English from Czech:polka, pilsner, and robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you are, 23 interesting facts about the English language. i'll come back to upload pictures next year. =x so, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7546389031415501751?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7546389031415501751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7546389031415501751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7546389031415501751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7546389031415501751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/23-facts-about-english-you-may-not-know.html' title='23 facts about English you may not know'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3688081867932269159</id><published>2008-12-30T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:53:44.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pocket: burnt</title><content type='html'>*poof* i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, it's an expensive trip lar. let's see, i got myself 4 tops from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ax, puma, zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and somewhere i forgot where. got a belt from zara too. then came the bomb that destroyed my pocket. get ready for this, ah-hem, a pink &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;COACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bag. gosh, at 2100 ringgit, it really cost a bomb. but well, according to the salesman, that bag just arrived the day before (Christmas day) and they're only just starting to display it when i got there. they have only 3 pieces there, and 2 pieces are on display so i got the only brand new one! haha. and if i'm not mistaken, the pink that i got is a &lt;em&gt;new colour&lt;/em&gt;! =) happy kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first when we were in burberry, my mom wanted me to get a tote. but erm, it wasn't really to my liking. so we strolled over to coach and &lt;em&gt;voooaala&lt;/em&gt; i spot the bag! hah. i think my bimbo factor just went up again. hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, we spent 2 days walking in KLCC and a day in Pavilion. we didn't really get to go to other places because we were too happily trying to cover each and every single shop in KLCC. went in each and every single luxury boutique, with the exception of prada. (because there weren't any shoppers in it) lv, burberry, gucci, armani, coach, fendi etc. that's enough luxury shopping for a year lar. thankfully i didn't get something from each of the shops or i think i'm really BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, think that shall be it for now. photos when i'm free. =x time to go sew my pocket already. =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3688081867932269159?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3688081867932269159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3688081867932269159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3688081867932269159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3688081867932269159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/pocket-burnt.html' title='pocket: burnt'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1077540794792784351</id><published>2008-12-24T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:24:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's the season to be jolly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lala lala la, lala la la~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, i remember that song. the song i used to sing to jillian in band when i was bored. haha, wasn't it fun? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Christmas is just 14 odd hours away, and i'm finishing work in 3hours! &lt;em&gt;yeah~ i just LOVE public holidays!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's think back, what on Earth was i doing a year ago? last Christmas ... oh ya, i went to randy's church with him and olivia for the play on the Nativity story. then i sort of stone at home and had delivery for dinner with my family. wah, that's like so long ago lar. back then, i was still a student. and &lt;em&gt;zanngggg&lt;/em&gt; i'm a working &lt;s&gt;semi &lt;/s&gt;adult now. oh oh oh, and last new year's eve was spent at jolene's place with qinghui and desmond! they weren't together yet then though. i can't believe it's been so very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about this year then? spending Christmas on a bus to KL and of course shopping there! and what about new year's eve? hmm, no plans yet. may end up stoning at home to watch countdown on tv. wah, how did i end up being so no life as compared to last year's countdown? really, i've got to do something fun this new year's eve lar. i don't want to stone in front of the tv!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i guess most people would have known about the singapore flyer getting stuck last night. i was telling my mom last night, if their capsule stopped at somewhere with a scenery, then it's not that bad. but if their capsule stopped at a point overlooking the construction site, it'll be super sad lar. imagine staring at the construction site for over 5 hours. sigh. but really, shouldn't they have more backup systems in place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw from today's papers that there was a pregnant lady in one of the higher capsules. what if she had to give birth to her baby there and then? but it'll be quite interesting for the baby though, place of birth: singapore flyer. but that aside, i think it's still quite dangerous for the singapore flyer to stop like that. some elderly people and tourists go on it too. what will tourists think if they happen to get trapped on it? but well, hopefully there won't be such incidents in future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i wanted to embed some Christmas songs from imeem, but there seems to be some stupid coding problem. &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;, i shall ignore it. anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; M&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;EW Y&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1077540794792784351?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1077540794792784351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1077540794792784351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1077540794792784351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1077540794792784351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-910817687214367162</id><published>2008-12-23T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T15:11:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to Christmas</title><content type='html'>sian, didn't make it in time to sign up for jap. all classes are full, except for those classes that start at 6.10pm on weekdays, which are impossible lar. sian. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got myself 2 pairs of jeans! made use of the 'levi's gives you $50 for your old jeans' and got myself 2 pairs! but they still cost a bomb to me though. $349.80. but it's ok. it'll be my Christmas present for myself. =) will need to alter them though, but their alteration service is suspended till next feb, so i'll just have to make do with what i have first. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just 2 days away, which means that my KL shopping trip is also 2 days away! =) have yet to pack my stuff. =x but i will start tomorrow when i get home. =) so if i receive any messages and i don't reply them, it's not because i'm &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;, but because i'm in KL. but i'll reply as soon as i get back, which is probably sunday afternoon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in advance, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happy 20th birthday to georgina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-910817687214367162?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/910817687214367162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=910817687214367162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/910817687214367162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/910817687214367162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-days-to-christmas.html' title='2 days to Christmas'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5333130905119506919</id><published>2008-12-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:41:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T I R E D</title><content type='html'>finally done with moving stuff around my room. phew, am i tired. wanted to upload the pictures from last week's outings but there seems to be some stupid error. argh. never mind. so i'm stuck. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired i could fall asleep now, but i can't because i've to stay awake till my mom comes home (which will probably be 10 or 11) to make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tang yuan &lt;/span&gt;because tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dong zhi&lt;/span&gt;. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* shall be off watching bleach, tada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm planning for my future,&lt;br /&gt;a future without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/%e4%ba%94%e6%9c%88%e5%a4%a9/track/%e7%aa%81%e7%84%b6%e5%a5%bd%e6%83%b3%e4%bd%a0" title="'五月天 - 突然好想你' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;五月天 - 突然好想你&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-5333130905119506919?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5333130905119506919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=5333130905119506919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5333130905119506919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/5333130905119506919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/t-i-r-e-d.html' title='T I R E D'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-9105812077540977467</id><published>2008-12-19T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:24:33.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WW III</title><content type='html'>WW III has been going on since yesterday. it's not a continuous war (thank Goodness) but it's troubling enough. i'm quite tired of it actually, especially since i'm stuck in between the 2 parties. sigh, end this idiotic war now please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've to start exercising. it's high time i start getting my butt out of the house to run. but i need an exercise partner, or i'll be able to find &lt;s&gt;reasons&lt;/s&gt; excuses to run 'another day', whereby 'another day' never seems to arrive. =x also, it's time to say goodbye to the adipose tissue that has been with me since SIP. they've been my friend for a while now, but i think i'll be better off without them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really motivated to start exercising because it's kind of depressing to find some skirts shrinking in size and some clothes hanging in the wardrobe because i haven't been wearing them due to erm, aesthetic reasons. =x &lt;strong&gt;really, it's time to start an exercise regime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful it's friday. but i dread the coming of monday. i can't wait til christmas though, shopping trip to KL! =) which reminds me, i haven't changed money yet! argh! &lt;em&gt;reminder to self: withdraw money and change!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, shall be off thinking about nothing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-9105812077540977467?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9105812077540977467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=9105812077540977467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/9105812077540977467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/9105812077540977467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/ww-iii.html' title='WW III'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2089165763804270736</id><published>2008-12-18T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:05:48.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>and it all comes down to ...</title><content type='html'>hmm, the coming weekend will be packed with loads of stuff to do. let's see, saturday's cleaning + moving stuff in room day, sunday's sign up for jap and other stuff day. wah i think i'm going to be broke on sunday lar. jap lessons are nearly $500 and there're stuff that i want to buy which will probably cost me another $200. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gosh, i'm spending my bonus away lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've been forgetful, i didn't update on my outings from last week!! &lt;em&gt;argh, the agony&lt;/em&gt;. so anyway, last friday night went kbox with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jian bin and zhiying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. it's quite amazing that i know old songs that they don't. maybe it's because i spent alot of time at home listening to my mommy sing at home when i was younger. =x anyway, pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, saturday, outing with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;randy, yile and qinghui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. went to catch &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'the day the earth stood still' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after dinner at MOF at suntec. the movie's nice. can't really complain about the movie because there's nothing much to complain about. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;jaden smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; acted well in the movie. (he's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;will smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s son by the way, and he's only 10!) and who can forget &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keanu reeves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? i wonder why he stay so good looking. *grins* hmm, maybe i don't have much to complain because he's in the movie. =x lol. but seriously, it's a good movie. go watch it and you'll know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the message from the movie is that &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVE EARTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! it does make sense, especially now, when the ice from north/south poles are melting like nobody's business and we're making the 'hole' in the ozone layer bigger at a rate that can easily show a pass in our exam papers. so &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES, WE NEED TO SAVE THE EARTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! an individual may not be able to do much, but if 1 million people do a little, it'll be a lot already. maybe we can all start by minimising the use of styrofoam cutlery. it may not be much, but it beats doing nothing at all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough of me blabbering on and on. will be back again soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2089165763804270736?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2089165763804270736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2089165763804270736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2089165763804270736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2089165763804270736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-it-all-comes-down-to.html' title='and it all comes down to ...'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4777244414273996064</id><published>2008-12-15T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:05:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psychology</title><content type='html'>did this quiz linked from eden's blog about which major i should pursue. kind of interesting. quite true to a certain extent. =) i shall remove those below 50% for convenience sake. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Biology/Chemistry/Geology: 75%&lt;br /&gt;Psychology/Sociology: 75%&lt;br /&gt;History/Anthropology/LiberalArts: 69%&lt;br /&gt;Religion/Theology: 69%&lt;br /&gt;Visual&amp;amp;PerformingArts: 56%&lt;br /&gt;English/Journalism/Comm: 56%&lt;br /&gt;French/Spanish/OtherLanguage: 56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/ohiojoshua/what-major-is-right-for-you/"&gt;http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/ohiojoshua/what-major-is-right-for-you/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i really have been thinking about studying psychology at sim. but i'm afraid that i may not have the patience to be a psychologist. but i'm interested in knowing the psychology of people. ah well, will talk to my sister about it and see what's her advice. for all i know, i don't want to take communications/media anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if all goes well, i'll be taking up japanese from next year. will be taking with my sister at the japanese culture society at middle road. hopefully we can make it for the sunday sign up. it's nearly $500 for a year (elementary) but i think it'll be worth it since i've been talking about learning japanese for some time already. ah wells, we'll see how it goes then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4777244414273996064?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4777244414273996064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4777244414273996064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4777244414273996064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4777244414273996064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/psychology.html' title='psychology'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-216205999485130815</id><published>2008-12-10T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:37:05.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one</title><content type='html'>... word sums it all up: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to RANDY, SHI HAN, ZHANG XUAN, JASON for their POP!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;congrats to kenny for getting the best physical training award! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaching kaching&lt;/span&gt; has come!! wee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-216205999485130815?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/216205999485130815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=216205999485130815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/216205999485130815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/216205999485130815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/one.html' title='one'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7226071392541162685</id><published>2008-12-09T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:47:21.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bimbotic post =x</title><content type='html'>hmm, i should do something to my hair next year. a new hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perm my hair???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7226071392541162685?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7226071392541162685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7226071392541162685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7226071392541162685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7226071392541162685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/bimbotic-post-x.html' title='bimbotic post =x'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7919550950410112898</id><published>2008-12-08T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:09:11.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>wee~</title><content type='html'>wee~ birthday celebrations for nurdin and bing bing at vivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with shimin, shunman, bingbing, nurdin, peter, shihan, joseph and jason yesterday. had dinner at sushi tei and stoned our way through the evening. we were all kind of stoning yesterday because shihan just finished his standard chartered marathon and came over to meet us. and a few of us were ill as well. =( but well, we had loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylTNJNZzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/9R3Kv_4j6aw/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylTNJNZzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/9R3Kv_4j6aw/s200/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277274612735764274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylTTgqpqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/jVus1aQWaDk/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylT7hPFHI/AAAAAAAAA5k/h-L2sOrJhH0/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylT7hPFHI/AAAAAAAAA5k/h-L2sOrJhH0/s200/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277274625184568434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylUUz3jAI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4OQ3BtYM8QA/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylUUz3jAI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4OQ3BtYM8QA/s200/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277274631973604354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STymfO2MgSI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CfVPjrscyvs/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STymfO2MgSI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CfVPjrscyvs/s200/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277275918862942498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STymfeI97NI/AAAAAAAAA6c/vwAKl2CElSc/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STymfeI97NI/AAAAAAAAA6c/vwAKl2CElSc/s200/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277275922968210642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynX1I0fzI/AAAAAAAAA6k/wPybSNabZE4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynX1I0fzI/AAAAAAAAA6k/wPybSNabZE4/s200/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277276891214282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynYFAesSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/AmrbJ-4bADc/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynYFAesSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/AmrbJ-4bADc/s200/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277276895474266402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynY5hS1kI/AAAAAAAAA60/pQOBrIqjWoU/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynY5hS1kI/AAAAAAAAA60/pQOBrIqjWoU/s200/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277276909570545218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynZme-cVI/AAAAAAAAA68/gK44dO1XEDI/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STynZme-cVI/AAAAAAAAA68/gK44dO1XEDI/s200/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277276921640415570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's really good today. only woke up at 11.30am. still feeling a little bit tired. *yawns* but well, i shouldn't pamper myself so much. in case i don't wake up on time for work tomorrow. =x year end bonus cum pay is coming in a few days. wee~ that's my happy thought. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, took a picture of the rain a few days back. looks nice, the rain i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STyrDccuVdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/4hWatEXl3qQ/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STyrDccuVdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/4hWatEXl3qQ/s200/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277280939036005842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shall be off updating my facebook and of course, to slack the day off with tv before going for my buffet dinner! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish i can see you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7919550950410112898?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7919550950410112898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7919550950410112898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7919550950410112898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7919550950410112898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/wee.html' title='wee~'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/STylTNJNZzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/9R3Kv_4j6aw/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5750707379299917211</id><published>2008-12-04T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:04:22.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm more than happy to see some of my friends settle down. but the weird thing is that those who are settling down are girl friends from poly. my secondary school girl friends are all looking or waiting. but it'll come one day, and then, all will be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing them, images of &lt;em&gt;what could have been&lt;/em&gt; appear. but those are only fragments of imagination. unreal, unfelt. sometimes it's not the &lt;em&gt;could have been&lt;/em&gt;s, but the &lt;em&gt;have been&lt;/em&gt;s that appear. &lt;em&gt;warmth&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;words&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;promises&lt;/em&gt;. i can only think of them, on whether they'll come back, i'll just leave it to fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's time to revise for my exams in feb 09. *convinces self to revise* but i'm just too lazy to start on it. some day ... some day i'll start revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bmf's pop-ing next week. time to arrange for a get-together with the rest. i'll enjoy laughing at his &lt;s&gt;lack of&lt;/s&gt; hair. i want to hear the &lt;s&gt;gay&lt;/s&gt; stories or things that happen in men island. it'd be fun, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch movie. but i'm broke, at least till i get my pay. speaking of pay, this month is BONUS month. &lt;em&gt;come ka-ching ka-ching, come to my bank account~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired, i really am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-5750707379299917211?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5750707379299917211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY BING BING!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had dinner at bugis seoul garden on sunday. i didn't know that seoul garden's budget got cut so bad. the choice of food's kind of limited. it's like there's no fish at all lar. only garlic chicken, char siew chicken, curry chicken, more chicken, 2 types of beef (which doesn't concern me), seafood (which i can't eat yet), vegetables, spaghetti, ice cream etc. NO fish! gosh. lucky i wasn't very hungry that day. or i'd starve from the lack of yummy food. but well, no difference anyway since the food was digested in 2hours. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till monday (PUBLIC HOLIDAY!!) to celebrate bing bing and nurdin's birthdays together. i feel kind of bad because i've never celebrated her birthday when i've known her for 13 years! gosh, i SHOULD be embarrassed. :x and i'm so sorry to mel and the rest, because i can't join you on monday. don't get mad at me ok meow meow? i'll meet up with you people another day alright??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 days to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;30 days to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i've already started on my concluding post of 2008, in case i forget some important stuff when i'm rushing to type it at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLANS FOR COUNTDOWN ANYONE???&lt;/strong&gt; let's go someone's place and party the night away shall we? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so near yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************12.12pm**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided, this will be my plan (for now :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;short term goal (5 year):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; maintain at least SGD$5xxx in bank account&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; get/start getting a degree&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; be in a stable relationship&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; bring parents to England(Old Trafford)/Japan(sakura season)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mid term goal (10 year):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; maintain at least SGD$3xxxx in bank account&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; get married&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; travel to Maldives/Greece for the sunset&lt;br /&gt;hmm, looks like i'm quite a $$ kind of person with my first goals in both. :x but well, only with $$ can i get a degree, travel to places that i want to and get married. the world that we live in is practical. so can only save alot and spend not too much as i go along in order to reach my goals. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4760004536986942362?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5402485365348880551</id><published>2008-11-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:18:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rojak!</title><content type='html'>gosh, it's sunday already. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;monday's around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;i miss being able to slack at home for days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time for me to take a LONG leave to slack and rot at home. =x&lt;br /&gt;mommy's only coming back from macao on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;more maggie mee for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december's coming!&lt;br /&gt;YEAR END BONUS!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my beloved bmf, fluffy darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i'm not making sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2707378712514449610</id><published>2008-11-29T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:55:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends</title><content type='html'>there're too many weekdays, and weekends are just too short. if only i can get a weekend to just sleep peacefully without disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i saw from the news that a female singaporean died in the mumbai terrorist hostage situation. it really saddens me to see such a thing happen. even when 911 happened, i didn't feel so affected by it. maybe at that time i was still young and also because singaporeans didn't get hurt from it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my condolences to the family of the deceased&lt;/span&gt;. it's a tragedy that such a thing happened to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terrorists are everywhere, disguised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just received the alumni night email from tp. hmm, anyone interested to go? i'm kind of reluctant to go since i don't want to go there and end up seeing someone i really don't want to see. but well, will see if mel they all want to go or not. then i'll decide. since it's only $10, and it'll allow me to spend time with my friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got to go off to tv land or zzz land now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2707378712514449610?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2707378712514449610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2707378712514449610' title='0 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a new blogskin. so here it is, plain and simple skin. have to touch up with the tagboard when i'm home though. have to makedo with it first then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to blog yesterday, but had no inspiration, so i put it off. i still can't put my thoughts from yesterday down into proper words even as i'm typing this. don't ask why, but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, before i forget, welcome home georgie! i want my bedok chicken rice before you go back down under again! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 days to KL trip! can't wait! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6149381948959591500?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6149381948959591500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>chanya's BACK! haha. just went to fetch her at the airport. she slim down but she said that she gained weight. -.- but well, she's still as nice as ever! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've got my phone for a week already. no problems, except that it needs to be charged every 2 days. my mom's W595 also has to be charged every 2 days. so maybe all SE phones are like that ba. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took only a couple of photos so far. did take another 2 which i deleted, because those were pictures of roachy at the steamboat buffet place that my family went to last sunday. so anyway, took a picture of the sunset from my living room window just now. looks quite ok. even if it's bad, it's my photography that's bad. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SSfvGA2ISkI/AAAAAAAAA5A/YUBvqr9vpHY/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SSfvGA2ISkI/AAAAAAAAA5A/YUBvqr9vpHY/s200/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271444775445744194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SSfvGl1R8GI/AAAAAAAAA5I/QX0KZruMRpg/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SSfvGl1R8GI/AAAAAAAAA5I/QX0KZruMRpg/s200/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271444785374294114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, should be off facebook-ing etc before i feel too tired to. haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6392528170707374743?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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middle of the trip (which is good, 'cause the trip will be shortened) but i'm afraid that there'll be noisy kids running around during the trip. can only hope and pray that even if there're kids on the bus, they'll not be little devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working for like half a year now, and the thing that i learn most about here sums up to 2 simple words. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;office politics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. it's quite disturbing because there's no reason, but things just happen in a particular manner. it's weird that people of that age are capable of behaving in such a manner. but well, i've only heard 1 side of the story, and i doubt i'll be able to hear the other side. but why can't people just get along eh? hopefully as they grow older, they'll be able to outgrow that behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, time to get back to work. =) i want my weekend, and i want it NOW. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7382602154746613128</id><published>2008-11-19T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:34:11.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish off</title><content type='html'>great, i just saw something that made me feel that my decision 2 fridays ago was the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i know, obviously someone there feels that&lt;br /&gt;a) it's better to get a guest player than to get an alumni&lt;br /&gt;b) alumni who are not in main comm are worth sh*t&lt;br /&gt;c) it doesn't matter if alumni don't attend concert because all they need are current members and their guest player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i'm not pissed at the guest player, i'm pissed at the person up there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so XXX, if your goal is to irritate me and make sure that i will never step into that God forsaken place, you have succeeded. i will not give sh*t about that dreadful place anymore. all i will care about are my beloved precious friends whom i've made in my 3 years there. so, congrats, you've not only pissed my beloved seniors off last year, you piss me off this year too. let's see if the tradition of you pissing alumni off will continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7382602154746613128?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7382602154746613128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7382602154746613128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7382602154746613128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7382602154746613128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/fish-off.html' title='fish off'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4264347069155500132</id><published>2008-11-15T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:10:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my precious~~</title><content type='html'>yes!! after waiting for a few months, i FINALLY got my SE C905!!! i wanted the copper gold one, but Singtel haven't got it. and i can't wait and afford for them to raise the price when the copper gold one comes out. so i got the SILVER one!! but it did cost me a bomb, to be frank. it costs $468. alright time to go and have fun with my new toy, i.e. my precious~ hmm, i sound like that shortie in lord of the rings. haha. will start taking photos and uploading them real soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4264347069155500132?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4264347069155500132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4264347069155500132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4264347069155500132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4264347069155500132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-precious.html' title='my precious~~'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-567553441581852628</id><published>2008-11-11T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:47:47.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>i think we should add one more thing that can be fined. fine&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;$500 for not letting passengers alight first&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to qinghui on friday about the abalone and sharks' fin soup i had last year with moses lim during SIP. i thought i uploaded the pictures, but well, seems like i didn't. =x so i owe qinghui the pictures of my huge abalone and yummy sharks' fin soup. hopefully i did take the pictures. and hopefully i did copy the pictures into my laptop before i ended SIP. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was on the way home on saturday and i was &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; pissed off by a few kids. i really felt like telling their parents, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;excuse me, not everyone in this train knows how to appreciate your child's stupidity and brainlessness&lt;/span&gt;. if i can have my way around, i wonder how many kids would have been silenced by me. no, not killed kind of silenced. but silenced in the sense of taking a masking tape and sticking it over their mouth. some kids these days seriously need a lesson of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how not to irritate fellow commuters, shoppers and neighbours&lt;/span&gt;. well, it's not entirely the kids' fault, the parents are at fault too. for example, the kids that pissed me off on saturday, their parents have the hack-care attitude. if all parents in this beloved planet of ours are like that, the Earth die of noise pollution and brainlessnessism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, i &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; hate kids. i just don't adore noisy kids and kids who think they own the beloved planet of ours. if every single kid in the world is like mel's nephew (baby &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), the world will be a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; place to live in. if only lar huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wells, enough of all those negative things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;a friend&lt;/span&gt; the other night and he commented that some things that happened has made me think more indepthly. hmm, well, it may be true. or it may be due to work. my life has had simplier days. back in school, my life was great, even with the ups and downs of projects and what nots. i crave for those days again. or, it just shows that people in a different stage of life think differently. maybe i've grown up, maybe i've matured, maybe i'm just more reserved towards others. i don't know. but whatever it is, it's quite a good thing right? i miss this friend, and many others, including the friend who stays opposite this friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, enough of all this. i think it's time for me to continue with bleach manga. and hopefully go on to read naruto manga after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, i'm hungry. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-567553441581852628?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/567553441581852628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=567553441581852628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/567553441581852628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/567553441581852628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8899973598081318624</id><published>2008-11-10T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:27:12.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recognition</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;recognition;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;recognise me for who i am, what i do and not by my post/rank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been really busy this few days. didn't even have the time to watch bleach movie. so tired. taking part of my 1hour break to type this. and is it me or am i not making sense? wait, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy, will be back when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; finally free. will watch bleach movie and catch up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt; and bleach episodes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8899973598081318624?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-490951831484447309</id><published>2008-11-07T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:50:58.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bimbo-ness</title><content type='html'>hmm, i think i'm getting more bimbotic. just look at my list of wants. gosh, now i know bimbo-ness is contagious. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;thanks eden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been busy with work this few days. i guess i should never have planned what to do for the afternoon when i'm having lunch. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reminded myself to bring the mayday album out today for desmond and judith. but when i'm on the bus at the interchange then i thought, oh crap i left it on my cupboard. so thousand apologies, i forgot to bring it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn, i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-490951831484447309?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/490951831484447309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=490951831484447309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/490951831484447309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/490951831484447309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/bimbo-ness.html' title='bimbo-ness'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1429562085985134298</id><published>2008-11-01T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:00:25.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>你的笑只是你穿的保护色</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;五月天&lt;/span&gt;'s album,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 后。青春期的诗&lt;/span&gt; is one GREAT album i'd say. i was reading a cd review and it said that one can feel the vast emotions in the songs if one were to listen to the album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da capo al fine&lt;/span&gt;. i bought the album on tuesday, but i didn't have the time to really listen to the album. now that i finally got the time to listen, i really understand how it makes you feel from desperation to happiness. the album starts off as sad and slowly brings with it to a happy end, or at least a more cheerful end. my favourite song in the album is 你不是真正的快乐. it's emo, but not extremely emo. having listened to the album whole, there're many phrases that are abstract descriptions of how we can feel at one point or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;我们像一首最美丽的歌曲，变成两部悲伤的电影， 为什么你带我走过最难忘的旅行， 然后留下， 最痛的纪念品。(突然好想你)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐， 你的笑只是你穿的保护色， 你决定不恨了， 也决定不爱了， 把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的驱壳。。。难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了， 然后才后悔着。(你不是真正的快乐)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, call me emo for those phrases, but really, those are 2 nice sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel that i do owe this blog some photos. haha. the blurry sunrise is taken when i was in malaysia from the hotel room. the others are the stuff that i have on my office table. and yes, i do read ok. don't doubt it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvK217LYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VuWNx64KqjU/s1600-h/121020081034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvK217LYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VuWNx64KqjU/s200/121020081034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263633928056155522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvLaWcJ4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uumNH8-WegU/s1600-h/230920081007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvLaWcJ4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uumNH8-WegU/s200/230920081007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263633937587775362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvvN-_JhI/AAAAAAAAA40/--eAX-SCEQQ/s1600-h/281020081045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvvN-_JhI/AAAAAAAAA40/--eAX-SCEQQ/s200/281020081045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263634552743470610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvLkLzAPI/AAAAAAAAA4k/evWAwYzYoIs/s1600-h/281020081048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvLkLzAPI/AAAAAAAAA4k/evWAwYzYoIs/s200/281020081048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263633940227490034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvL9HmycI/AAAAAAAAA4s/FQO-1k4V1S0/s1600-h/291020081050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvL9HmycI/AAAAAAAAA4s/FQO-1k4V1S0/s200/291020081050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263633946920798658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, so tired, time for me to catch up on my anime now. haven't been watching for more than a month. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;青春之后  认输之前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;五月天 作品7   后青春期的诗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1429562085985134298?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1429562085985134298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1429562085985134298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1429562085985134298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1429562085985134298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='你的笑只是你穿的保护色'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SQwvK217LYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VuWNx64KqjU/s72-c/121020081034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2045226574448783789</id><published>2008-10-28T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:40:02.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phoneeeeee</title><content type='html'>STAND BEHIND THE YELLOW LINE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, obviously many people do not understand that, or rather, they don't understand what is PLEASE LET PASSENGERS ALIGHT FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, the phone that i've been waiting for is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out!! =)&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; SE C905&lt;/span&gt;!! can't wait til i get my hands on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********** 2.34pm*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just heard mayday's new song, 你不是真正的快樂. it's really nice. 能让我听到眼眶红的歌不多哦。and S.H.E's 安静了's a really nice sad song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;五月天 - 你不是真正的快樂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人群中哭著 妳只想變成透明的顏色&lt;br /&gt;妳再也不會夢或心動了&lt;br /&gt;妳已經決定了 妳已經決定了&lt;br /&gt;妳靜靜忍著 緊緊把昨天在拳心握著&lt;br /&gt;而回憶越是甜就是越傷人&lt;br /&gt;越是在手心留下密密麻麻深深淺淺的雕痕&lt;br /&gt;妳不是真正的快樂 妳的笑只是妳穿的保護色&lt;br /&gt;妳決定不恨了 也決定不愛了&lt;br /&gt;把妳的靈魂關在遙遠鎖上的軀殼&lt;br /&gt;這世界笑了 於是妳合群的一起笑了&lt;br /&gt;但生存是規則 不是妳的選擇&lt;br /&gt;於是妳含著眼淚飄飄蕩蕩跌跌撞撞的走著&lt;br /&gt;妳不是真正的快樂 妳的笑只是妳穿的保護色&lt;br /&gt;妳決定不恨了 也決定不愛了&lt;br /&gt;把妳的靈魂關在永遠鎖上的軀殼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不是真正的快樂 妳的傷從不肯完全的癒合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你左側 卻像隔著銀河&lt;br /&gt;難道就真的抱著遺憾一直到老了 然後再後悔著&lt;br /&gt;妳不是真正的快樂 妳的笑只是你穿的保護色&lt;br /&gt;妳決定不恨了 也決定不愛了&lt;br /&gt;把妳的靈魂關在永遠鎖上的軀殼&lt;br /&gt;妳不是真正的快樂 妳的傷從不肯完全的癒合&lt;br /&gt;我站在妳左側 卻像隔著銀河&lt;br /&gt;難道就真的抱著遺憾一直到老了&lt;br /&gt;妳知道真正的快樂 你應該脫下妳穿的保護色&lt;br /&gt;為什麼失去了 還要被懲罰呢&lt;br /&gt;能不能就讓悲傷全部結束在此刻 重新開始活著&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2045226574448783789?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7749296589353599006</id><published>2008-10-25T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:50:28.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><title type='text'>presenting the new blogskin :)</title><content type='html'>hellos, i changed my blogskin!! haha. for the first time in this 1 month plus i actually have time to do something about my blog. it needed a facelift/face change operation for sometime already, just that i'm too busy to do it. haha. so here it is, the new holiday-ish blogskin. spent some time cleaning it up just now so that it's now what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been thinking about something. maybe it's time i forget about it, because each time i step into it this year, it's just a &lt;s&gt;huge&lt;/s&gt; mistake. so maybe it's time that i go on with life without it for a while. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i shall not be soft hearted anymore. &lt;/span&gt;i won't die without it anyway. well, at least for now. :x no matter what happens, i'll always have my beloved darlings there for me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;they're all i need.&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, got news from qinghui last night that complimentary concert tickets are only available for jade's and baldwin's batches' main comm. which simply translates into, i have to pay EIGHT bleady dollars for my ticket. like it's so my fault i didn't get into main comm. it's 'cause of a misconception lar. and didn't i work my ass off then? gosh. shall not comment any further in case i end up getting some hate messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had a great lunch with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; eden, qinghui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nicolas&lt;/span&gt; yesterday at P.S. nic's so cute lar. you'll find out why if qinghui uploads that picture on her blog. haha. that eden did something to his hair and now he looks like his face is elongated. i was hunting for ELLE magazine yesterday and i only manage to find it when i went back home. eden kept saying i'm looking for a bimbotic magazine. =p no matter how bimbotic i am, i still won't be as bimbotic as eden. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, the financial crisis has been the talk of the &lt;s&gt;town&lt;/s&gt; world. like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;judith&lt;/span&gt; said, i should be thankful that i've got an office to go to. i'm quite lucky in the sense that i found a job in a short time. so ya, i'm thankful. =) soon the full impact of the financial crisis will really hit us. hopefully by then, people can manage it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite weird, there're quite alot of deaths these days. there're reports of people getting killed and suicides every few days. today there's this news of a dead body being washed ashore on Palawan Beach. it's like goodness lar, what's happening these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;olivia&lt;/span&gt; sent me a message which kind of made me guilty. she misses the times that we all had together at the emo playground talking away. i'm kind of guilty that i didn't take the initiative to ask how she's doing once in a while like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;randy&lt;/span&gt; would occasionally randomly message and ask how i'm doing. i guess i haven't been a responsible enough friend. it's time for me to be a little more concerned about my beloved darlings. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;an occasional 'hello, how're you doing?' may be nothing to one, but it may mean the world to another.&lt;/span&gt; i have learnt, and i will make an effort to be more responsible towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm just looking for a safe place to hide;&lt;br /&gt;away from this mess,&lt;br /&gt;away from these sins,&lt;br /&gt;away ... from this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7749296589353599006?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7749296589353599006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7749296589353599006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7749296589353599006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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services to PASIR RIS will no longer be available from 31st oct. and nite owl services will end at 2am instead of 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a great time fetching &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;zhexing&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hariani, razanah, jaclyn, aaron and issac&lt;/span&gt;. i felt alive again, that night. but now i feel dead again. zhexing got us each a soft toy! i got a kangaroo! i didn't want to choose a koala bear because i've already got a few at home. oh ya, he got us donuts too! YUMMY! lucky jaclyn got the totally chocolate one!! omg!! then &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;qinghui, desmond&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;judith&lt;/span&gt; came to join us. they had popeye while we ate at food court because aaron's a full time vegetarian. had loads of fun that night. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh qinghui, i want to attend your wedding in 7years ar!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, mayday's album's coming out next tuesday!!! =D but that means i've to spend money again. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall be back again soon... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how do i break it to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3218430121895627250?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3218430121895627250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3218430121895627250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3218430121895627250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3218430121895627250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3685488625488907101</id><published>2008-10-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:13:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah~ finally done with my brother's wedding&lt;/span&gt;! friday night was a no-sleep night, helped my brother with his last minute stuff. (ie pack ang bao) got to the chalet at 4.30am. stayed in the room to accompany my sister-in-law while the other 2 'sisters' tortured my brother and his 'brothers' with their &lt;em&gt;special breakfast&lt;/em&gt;. rushed the couple out of the chalet at 5.59am because they had to leave by 6am. got back home and they served tea to some relatives and i served them tea to get &lt;em&gt;ang bao&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;~ went back to the chalet for them to serve tea to her relatives. had buffet brunch. got home to help my brother with &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;last minute stuff. took a little nap before realising i woke up LATE! rushed through my bath and stuff and got to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RASA SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. the dinner was good, but my mom's friends were, are and will be the biggest headache. if only they have more brains for goodness sake. ended the dinner and saw my brother getting saboed by my sister-in-law's friends. so funny lar. he had to drink don't know how many glasses of &lt;em&gt;red wine + tiger + whiskey + white wine + i don't know whats&lt;/em&gt;. finally left for home at 12+am. so super tired lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping like a log yesterday. and my mom got us HUGE packets of chicken rice for brunch. so full i couldn't eat dinner/supper. newly wedded finally got back at 5pm. (they stayed at rasa sentosa on saturday night) helped to organise some stuff and finally went to sleep at 11+++pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of scary now that my brother's officially married. because the relatives have started to ask me this question: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;'When's your turn ar?'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;-.-"" come on lar, i'm just 20 lor. i don't intend to marry so early can. if not they're asking:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; 'Got boyfriend a not?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -___-"""" relatives are the scariest people on earth, i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;but well, this wedding got me thinking of my own last night. it's funny because the only person i can imagine getting married to is no longer with me, and probably will never be with me again. i don't know, perhaps &lt;em&gt;szh&lt;/em&gt; was really the one, just that he's the right person at the right place at the wrong time. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;if only i met him 3 years later, things could have been so much different.&lt;/span&gt; sigh, the if-onlys. if-onlys are meant for imagination, but how can one know if those things can ever happen? it's funny, because the one who wants to marry me is not the one that i want to marry. perhaps this is retribution for what i did. if this is retribution, it is enough, it's been too much. i hope i never have to come to terms with the phrase,&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; 'the person you marry may not be the person you love the most.'&lt;/span&gt; but for now, i see that possibility at 95%. because for all i know, that person will never be back. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, enough of that emo crap. on a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY MR. DESMOND QUEK SHUWEI!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to emphasise that you're TWENTY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're as &lt;strong&gt;young&lt;/strong&gt; as ME!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahahhaha~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of that. will be back when i can. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i wonder if you were thinking of me when i was thinking of you ...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************10.01am*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this 2 weeks have been the &lt;em&gt;'i feel so slow my brain's not working and i feel so retarded'&lt;/em&gt; days. seriously, i think i've been in a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;daze&lt;/span&gt; that i can't think properly at all. sigh, what's happening to me? is it a norm among 20year old? &lt;--- (that's a perfect example of retarded-ness) but seriously, i think my brain has become much slower since my return from malaysia. &lt;em&gt;oh gosh, help me! &lt;/em&gt;i think my mom's right, if you don't use your brain, your brain will be 'rusty'. i think my brain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rusty now, and goodness me, i'm only 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, my running nose came back just now. why haven't i fully recovered since last week? more rest is needed perhaps? sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to meet up with friends to make my brain work again. or i think i might end up going to the data processing speed of the first computer in the world! i think i'd better catch a nap before i go nuts. bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3685488625488907101?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3685488625488907101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3685488625488907101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3685488625488907101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3685488625488907101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-4507727309848926488</id><published>2008-10-17T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:47:24.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累 ...</title><content type='html'>啊！好累啊！i think it's the lack of sleep for a week that's causing me to worry about things. tomorrow's my brother's big day. have to help him out with stuff when i get home later. have to go be &lt;em&gt;姐妹&lt;/em&gt; for my sister-in-law tomorrow morning, which means i've to be at the chalet by 5am. sigh, less sleep for me. but well, the red packet's an enticing enough reason for me to wake up early. =) will be dressed up tomorrow night for the dinner. will wear &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; dress, with a shawl. hopefully i'll look ok in it. :x if it's possible, i'll upload a few photos of tomorrow night soon. aiya, i just remembered, i've to get ready my make up in a bag to bring over tomorrow. argh. more stuff to be done! anyways, will be meeting mom and sister-in-law in half an hour at bugis. &lt;em&gt;i'm hungry&lt;/em&gt;. ok, that's totally random. haha. so i'll be back soon. till then ... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-4507727309848926488?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4507727309848926488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=4507727309848926488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4507727309848926488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/4507727309848926488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='累 ...'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3689359142467270565</id><published>2008-10-16T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:47:31.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>wah, even &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;eden's&lt;/span&gt; updated his blog. sigh, time for me to update too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/10 - 13/10, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;i got up &lt;s&gt;bright and &lt;/s&gt;early and got to the airport with my sis and bro-in-law. checked in like 2hours before time. had breakfast at &lt;em&gt;Subway. &lt;/em&gt;we all know that we can't bring food on board &lt;em&gt;AirAsia&lt;/em&gt; but we really couldn't finish our cookies. so in to my bag the cookies went. i was telling my sis, maybe we should get a bally carrier and pretend that it's a gift for our friend. haha! so ya, while waiting to get on the plane, (obviously singaporeans aren't the only &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt; ones, the first person in line is actually an &lt;em&gt;ang moh&lt;/em&gt;!) we saw the plane unloading some long cylindrical thingies and both me and my sis went, &lt;em&gt;wah, the plane's pang sai-ing!&lt;/em&gt; so anyway, got on the plane. the ride there wasn't peaceful. we had a kid behind us and the plane went up and down. i nearly tore the on board magazine into pieces with my nails lar. guess what, we had to wait an hour before we clear the customs at the &lt;em&gt;Low Cost Carrier&lt;/em&gt; airport! goodness me. we finally got to our destination and rested at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest's not much to talk about actually. oh ya, went shopping at &lt;em&gt;Petronas Towers&lt;/em&gt; on Sunday. brought a shirt from &lt;em&gt;Zara&lt;/em&gt; and a pair of shoes. off we went to the hotel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner's like a rehearsal for this saturday's. or as my sis says, it's the qualifying round for F1. lol. so ya, went with my bro and sis-in-law to their room for them to change. blah blah blah. the dinner was ok, just that the kids running around nearly made me pick them up and throw them against the wall. but like my sis said, i've to give &lt;em&gt;jie jie&lt;/em&gt; (sis-in-law) face because those are her friends/relatives.  the kids stole my chocolate lar. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at &lt;em&gt;KLIA&lt;/em&gt; on monday afternoon waiting for our &lt;em&gt;JetStar&lt;/em&gt; plane. it was scheduled for 1635hrs but it was delayed, and no announcement was made till 1640hrs. so anyway, got back home at 8pm after dinner. i was ill at that time. zzz. so decided to get mc the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i spent 2 days at home sleeping and watching tv. &lt;em&gt;envy me&lt;/em&gt;. i'm back at work before i get half day off tomorrow afternoon. &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;. so effectively, i only work 1.5days this week. &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;~~~ but wells, tomorrow afternoon's the time when i help my brother get his wedding preparations done before the &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; day on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz, alright, time to do other stuff now. till then ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3689359142467270565?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3689359142467270565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3689359142467270565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3689359142467270565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3689359142467270565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3291715383463002508</id><published>2008-10-10T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:15:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY TO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- my most beloved bmf (today)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- yile(tomorrow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************* 10.41am **************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working for 4months plus now. i feel that studying can be better than working in some ways. but sometimes, i do enjoy the benefits of working too. (especially when i get my pay) but seriously, i feel that politics is crazy. note that when i say politics, i mean office politics. there's so many things that you hear about so many people, and you don't really know which is true. why can't people be nice? why must they bear little grudges against one another? i thought i've had my fair share of politics back in poly. but well, good thing is the office politics now ain't that bad. just random and sudden eruptions that's scary. i know i'm creating a naive world that i want in my mind, but not much of it can happen in real life. am i being plain silly or naive? enlighten me. i really wish people can just love one another, or at least no random eruptions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3291715383463002508?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-5283732456015445609</id><published>2008-10-09T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:01:53.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week</title><content type='html'>yes, i know i haven't blogged for a week. can't be blamed you see, i've been &lt;strong&gt;BUSY&lt;/strong&gt;. been busy finishing up my brother's wedding video. now that that's done, i'm slightly more relaxed. but i still have to be prepared for the on-the-day-itself-video. sigh. and i've been forced to go to malaysia this weekend. not for a holiday, but to attend my brother's wedding dinner in malaysia. so i'm packed, and more or less ready to go. will be leaving on saturday morning and coming back on monday afternoon. i hope i'll get time to go shopping for clothes. or i really think i'll be rotting there. &lt;em&gt;thank goodness for my psp&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, lihong's coming back on saturday evening if i'm not wrong. &lt;em&gt;sorry i can't be there to 'catch' you! but we'll meet up someday for a chat ok???? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little medical checkup on tuesday. found out that i got taller by 0.5cm!! and the happier thing is that i've lost 1.4kg!!! *jumps for joy* i managed to lose weight! haha~ but the person said my blood pressure's slightly above average, it may be due to lack of sleep. so i guess i'll have to sleep more then. will have to wait for a few weeks before the report comes back though. hope my LDL and HDL are in the good range 'cause my family's kind of in the danger zone for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've been so packed with stuff that i don't really have time to have a &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;rest. when's my kbox date with qh and eden??? haha. i really need that kind of fun to relax now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kind of pissed last night. was sleeping when i was woken up by my brother. and then i can't sleep because my mom was talking loudly, at 12am. i found the quietest spot in my house. you won't believe where it is. it's on top of the toilet bowl. really. it's so well insulated from all the noise that i could actually sleep there. but well, i ended up climbing back to my room to sleep so i didn't spend a night with mr. toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been kind of stressed up. don't know if it's because of my brother's wedding or because of other stuff, but i'm quite stressed. i must be stressed if i'm looking for a chance to drink. but yet, i know i can't. &lt;strong&gt;need a nice warm hug from my friends now.&lt;/strong&gt; that's what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, this post seems like one with extreme emotions. gosh. shall be off to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bomberman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. will be back next week i guess. smiles. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2951504907747559002</id><published>2008-10-02T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:44:45.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt;! it's october! gosh, desmond is going to get older. rofl~ that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tried the using lyrics to make a story thingy. couldn't think of much, thus only the following few lines. by the way, they're all old songs because i was listening to gold 90.5 when i thought of it. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i say that something, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'how do i live without you' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to know, how deep is your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody loves somebody sometime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when smoke gets in your eyes, it's just emotions taking me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over, somewhere over the rainbow, i love you just the way you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i know it's abit messed up. but heck, i thought of it at 11.55pm. but wells, that's not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;x random x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns, i hope nothing will happen. hope everything will turn out the way i want. i need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;x random x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh, enough crapping around, back to my baby laptop to finish up. zzz~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2951504907747559002?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2951504907747559002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2951504907747559002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2951504907747559002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2951504907747559002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3090912525843954228</id><published>2008-09-28T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:28:01.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>singing for 7hours straight is tiring on the throat. gosh, can't believe the guys (peter, joseph, nurdin) are still so hyper with all the super high pitch singing. sang the 90's songs with shun man. it's funny 'cause only the girls (me, shun man, shimin, lee bing) know the words to the old songs and the guys just sat there watching. my beloved peter sang a song for me, which he said i taught him, super funny lar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-oh-oh-on-ly youuuuu~&lt;/span&gt; goodness. super funny, i couldn't stop laughing for that 3 minutes lar. and the smoke machine, oh-my-goodness! it's so hilarious lar. we pressed it once and we nearly died-ed in the room. the smoke smelled like vanilla ice cream lar. and peter actually pressed the smoke button like 3 or 4 times in a row so the room was FILLED with vanilla ice cream smoke. we were in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; smoky room. i couldn't even see the tv screen! haha. so ya, topone is a good place to sing and laugh your butt off with the smoke machine. but it's quite a horrible place to go to the toilet to, simply because the toilet is really bad. so ya, i held my bladder the best that i can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off we went to suntec to meet shi han and alex. went for pepper &lt;s&gt;dinner&lt;/s&gt; lunch. ate and crapped and laughed our butts off again. on our way to raffles city to get alex's car, we heard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VROOM VROOM&lt;/span&gt; and i got super excited. i seriously love the sound of the F1 cars and the smell of the burnt rubber. gosh, i wish i had the tickets like my sister so i can watch it upclose! :( if jolene's ultimate sex is prada, then i think my ultimate sex is F1 cars. rofl. the ride from raffles city back to ehub is filled with ... excitement, laughter, play and bends. well, shall not elaborate. but it was really fun! alex rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back at ehub. when we got there, bing bing thought she saw someone that she, shimin and shun man know. so we were like standing in front of newurbanmale talking about it. then after that, she told me that she saw someone else too, and this person happen to be someone she and i sort of knew. well, i didn't expect to see him there, especially after 4 years since i last saw him back in secondary school. so ya, he kept looking at us, as though he saw us before we saw him. it's quite ironic i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went on to get tickets for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;painted skin&lt;/span&gt; and went to coffee bean for a chat. talked and laughed and lamed and crapped for 2 hours before watching the 11.50pm show. i've to say that the editing for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;painted skin&lt;/span&gt; isn't really good, in my personal opinion. it's filled with fade to blacks and fade from black when it can actually use other forms of transitions, especially when the fades doesn't signify a change in scene. like for one scene, before the fade was inside the house and the lead actor was walking out. after the fade, the lead actor was walking down the steps of the house. so instead of fading in and out, i thought it'd be better if they sort of capture the whole walk or maybe use another transition like dissolve or something like that. i don't know, maybe it's the cmm inside of me that's acting up. and also, the pace of the show infront is quite slow. the nice part is only towards the end. so it's like the first and second act was draggy and rather boring, but the third act is alright. the animation/green screen wasn't very well done too. it's not as good as i thought it'd be. so ya. a bad choice of movie at 11.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home rather late (3am). i wished i had the energy to go bowling though. it's been long since i last bowled. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, so i still have loads to do regarding my brother's video. 20days left! i realise i can't take leave on tuesday because i've got a health checkup on that day. sigh. i didn't remember that when i applied for leave that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll get off to CSI now before my family comes back and we get off to the bridal shop and dinner. ta-da, will be back soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to go smell the burnt rubber and hear the cars go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;VROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3090912525843954228?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3090912525843954228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3090912525843954228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3090912525843954228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3090912525843954228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6364682602407701494</id><published>2008-09-26T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:35:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downpour</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY JOLENE TYJ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, anyway, going &lt;strong&gt;topone&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow with shun man, shi min, lee bing and the guys. it's going to be one of the last outings with the guys before they go off to &lt;em&gt;botak island&lt;/em&gt;. but gosh, we're meeting at 10.45am. *eyes open wide* cannot sleep in liao. :( going out tomorrow means i've to take another day to do up my brother's thing. *AHHHH* it's not even half done lar and there's only *counting* 22 more days!! goodness. i think i've to take a day off to do it at home or my brother's going to kill me if i can't finish it. should have started earlier and not procrastinate so much. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning was a &lt;strong&gt;nightmare&lt;/strong&gt;. woke up slightly late but i manage to bathe quick enough to be on time. then the worst came, the DOWNPOUR. was crossing the road when a car went pass, splashing rain water on me. by the time i got to the bus stop, my shoes were DRENCHED. &lt;em&gt;oh great&lt;/em&gt;, i thought. so i finally got onto the &lt;em&gt;choo choo train&lt;/em&gt;. and guess what? it stopped for ages at tampines. an announcement came on, the train is delayed due to a train fault. &lt;em&gt;purrfect&lt;/em&gt;. so i ended up being late for work on a rainy beautiful friday morning. i was late for half an hour 'cause of the fault. but it's ok, my colleagues were late too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about jolene's present. hmm, i don't know which is the one that she want!! goodness, i need either qh or eden or i might end up buying the wrong thing. and i'm broke. i spent $200 in 2hours on wednesday, with topshop being the main culprit. finally got myself a wallet. it's &lt;s&gt;quite&lt;/s&gt; nice. broke broke broke. &lt;em&gt;money quick drop from the sky&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough of my slacking. time to get down to business. the time will come when i sit down and type again. loves~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6364682602407701494?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6364682602407701494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6364682602407701494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6364682602407701494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6364682602407701494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/downpour.html' title='downpour'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3186883388596617091</id><published>2008-09-22T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:06:20.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kbox ar!!</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so super outdated lar. goodness. this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hor, never update her blog so &lt;strong&gt;AGES&lt;/strong&gt;, then never go out with us for &lt;strong&gt;AGES&lt;/strong&gt; also. i just read her blog 3minutes ago and i realise, oh-my-goodness, she's in uni. since when ar?? aiyo, never share share good news de!! tsk tsk tsk *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw some magic words on qh's blog. so thanks to her blog, i want my KBOX!!! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wgp and qh when are we going kbox ar? i from 19 wait til i 20 liao leh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;people here getting old liao lor!!! time and tide wait for no (wo)man de leh. 时间不留人 leh. later old liao cannot sing le!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway, i shall get back to work now. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3186883388596617091?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3186883388596617091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3186883388596617091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3186883388596617091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3186883388596617091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/kbox-ar.html' title='kbox ar!!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8042756141678837732</id><published>2008-09-20T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:20:50.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>presents</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm back with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;agnes b. bag and card from my lovely fluffies.&lt;br /&gt;psp from my brother + sister.&lt;br /&gt;soft toy from jia zhen.&lt;br /&gt;precious thots from jiao man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvzRmFXLI/AAAAAAAAA20/FvC0ozhDjuw/s200/14092008987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248012761224797362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvzjZMCQI/AAAAAAAAA28/kAFzxKuJZT8/s1600-h/15092008993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvzjZMCQI/AAAAAAAAA28/kAFzxKuJZT8/s200/15092008993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248012766002546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvz_WPtsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fv9BRTjv3vE/s1600-h/15092008996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvz_WPtsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fv9BRTjv3vE/s200/15092008996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248012773506397890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSwrpKNbLI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Mai99BTU2Sw/s200/150920081003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248013729623010482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSwrQn0eII/AAAAAAAAA3c/tfv48qZagxQ/s1600-h/150920081002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSwrQn0eII/AAAAAAAAA3c/tfv48qZagxQ/s200/150920081002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248013723036317826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSwr3JMWEI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bp0NwsOXST0/s1600-h/150920081004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSwr3JMWEI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bp0NwsOXST0/s200/150920081004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248013733376841794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSxYRqo2RI/AAAAAAAAA30/7MDv4v3gO0Q/s1600-h/150920081005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSxYRqo2RI/AAAAAAAAA30/7MDv4v3gO0Q/s200/150920081005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248014496410687762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSxY67W-mI/AAAAAAAAA38/dTzKPDjiGl8/s1600-h/150920081006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSxY67W-mI/AAAAAAAAA38/dTzKPDjiGl8/s200/150920081006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248014507486673506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spider pig hanging on my birthday card!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, am too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;will be back someday to type again.&lt;br /&gt;love all my birthday presents!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8042756141678837732?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8042756141678837732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8042756141678837732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8042756141678837732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8042756141678837732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/presents.html' title='presents'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SNSvy4aBYzI/AAAAAAAAA2k/lEry8Q2YXY0/s72-c/14092008983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-924440511610954159</id><published>2008-09-17T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:18:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big 20</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm 20 now. (can hear qh and desmond saying OLD liao lar)&lt;br /&gt;so ya, had a GREAT time with qinghui, judith, hariani, isaac, jerome, jolene and olivia.&lt;br /&gt;went to pool ______ (can't remmeber the name) and stayed for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, the lychee martini taste o.O&lt;br /&gt;but, i love jerome's stella something beer.&lt;br /&gt;it's got to be the nicest beer that i've drank. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so well, reached home like at 3am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;had to help with my brother's wedding invitation cards before i was allowed to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping at 4.30am and waking up at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS FOR THE SHOCKING PINK AGNES B. BAG!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to (in alphabetical order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqidah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;desmond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hariani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isaac&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jaclyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jerome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jolene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;judith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mu en&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;olivia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;qinghui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;randy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yong woei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who else chipped in, but &lt;strong&gt;THANKS A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i shall upload the pics of my presents and the &lt;em&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/em&gt; birthday card another day. =)&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, thanks to the really sweet ones who sent me birthday sms-es!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqidah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;razanah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hui min&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lee bing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jillian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;qinghui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jolene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;joanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;olivia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mu en&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shun man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hariani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;desmond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;li hong (sending sms from china!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a day of fun with randy, jiao man, jia zhen and philip on monday!&lt;br /&gt;ate, played, slacked. wee~&lt;br /&gt;hope jiao man's enjoying herself back in china.&lt;br /&gt;and hope randy's not been gay-ed in botak island.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, enough of typing.&lt;br /&gt;i shall get back to work now. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-924440511610954159?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/924440511610954159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=924440511610954159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/924440511610954159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/924440511610954159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-20.html' title='the big 20'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2375685184183116169</id><published>2008-09-13T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:03:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 19th!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY OLIVIA TAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx, yaps, going to celebrate olivia's birthday later at bugis. hope she like the present that qinghui brought! and according to my beloved ms chua qinghui, i've got a present that will hopefully make me feel so touched that i'll cry. hmm, evil qinghui, i've been thinking all night what can make me so touched. but i can't seem to think of anything. lolx. anyway, hope we'll all enjoy ourselves later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm really going to be old soon. another 2 days before i'm 20. sigh. make me younger leh. stupid desmond keep saying i'm old. i'm not old ok. i just happen to be born earlier. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, shall be off doing some stuff before going out later. loves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is it revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2375685184183116169?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2375685184183116169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2375685184183116169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2375685184183116169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2375685184183116169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-19th.html' title='happy 19th!'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-1027743679583146152</id><published>2008-09-11T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:45:15.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>september 11, 200x</title><content type='html'>i don't know why, but i just feel the need to type today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this day, once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mistake, perhaps?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-674485290252381109</id><published>2008-09-06T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:51:29.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><title type='text'>think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dictionary.com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. sexual passion or desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think,&lt;br /&gt;can love be thought through rationally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think,&lt;br /&gt;if love can be thought through rationally,&lt;br /&gt;will it still be called love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think,&lt;br /&gt;if love is just a feeling, an emotion,&lt;br /&gt;how do you know it's love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think,&lt;br /&gt;if love means letting him/her do as he/she please,&lt;br /&gt;even if it feels like a million needles piercing your heart,&lt;br /&gt;would one be stupid to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-674485290252381109?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/674485290252381109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=674485290252381109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/674485290252381109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/674485290252381109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/think_06.html' title='think'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-9026261788367001364</id><published>2008-09-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:58:34.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>wah...</title><content type='html'>poof, the pictures from the rsaf open house 08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_FEDM2pI/AAAAAAAAA10/sVEY02Ld3aM/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_FEDM2pI/AAAAAAAAA10/sVEY02Ld3aM/s200/IMG_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822272431741586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_Fbwd4YI/AAAAAAAAA18/GJmGS5QH7p0/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_Fbwd4YI/AAAAAAAAA18/GJmGS5QH7p0/s200/IMG_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822278795616642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_Fgg-_uI/AAAAAAAAA2E/tmBtpXf_fYs/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_Fgg-_uI/AAAAAAAAA2E/tmBtpXf_fYs/s200/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822280072855266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_F1mgQ8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/1cyB0KF5jCE/s1600-h/31082008972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_F1mgQ8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/1cyB0KF5jCE/s200/31082008972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822285733151682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_b4KayeI/AAAAAAAAA2U/YQVMbTtj-DE/s1600-h/31082008975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_b4KayeI/AAAAAAAAA2U/YQVMbTtj-DE/s200/31082008975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822664377780706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_cHh_YZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZbF6XqaE7mY/s1600-h/31082008977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_cHh_YZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZbF6XqaE7mY/s200/31082008977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822668503179666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, finally have the time to sit down&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (or lie down rather) &lt;/span&gt;and type an entry.&lt;br /&gt;went to comex after going to rsaf open house.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it'll be good if kids under a particular age aren't suppose to enter comex.&lt;br /&gt;without them running all over the place, comex will be a much better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough of complains.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why but i've been kind of tired these days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've been sleeping too well that i just reject the thought of getting out of bed. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've so much to do, and i've to finish and perfect it within 42days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop procrastinating~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but what's the point of not procrastinating if i don't have the inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, great question ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;that gives me a great &lt;s&gt;excuse&lt;/s&gt; reason to do it only when i want to.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been having some kind of stomach problems recently.&lt;br /&gt;guess my stomach's getting weaker by the day.&lt;br /&gt;have to be careful of what i put into my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall be off to the toilet, and then to start on things real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of my beloved bmf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss fluffy nehneh~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will you still be there tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-9026261788367001364?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9026261788367001364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=9026261788367001364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/9026261788367001364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/9026261788367001364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/wah.html' title='wah...'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SMI_FEDM2pI/AAAAAAAAA10/sVEY02Ld3aM/s72-c/IMG_0182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2045171482297177578</id><published>2008-09-01T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:46:38.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodness me</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;i nearly burst out laughing + vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;why, you may wonder.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, someone actually listed a particular someone as 1 of the top 10 hot guys in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;he's like so totally not hot can. &lt;em&gt;(totally brings out the bimbo in me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wells, who miss spotting that big guy in pink. =x&lt;br /&gt;i sure know i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trial and error&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2045171482297177578?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2045171482297177578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2045171482297177578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;shall upload the pictures next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-1717813142832311254?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1717813142832311254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=1717813142832311254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1717813142832311254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/1717813142832311254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7999990095131830605</id><published>2008-08-28T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:01:42.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bmf</title><content type='html'>first of all, have to add up to my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss emcee-ing with randy during concert.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss slacking in the library with randy before band pracs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss having randy to LOA with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss calling randy fluffy-nehneh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i sure hope this is enough to happy-fy my beloved bmf! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, comex starts today.&lt;br /&gt;should i go? hmm, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;so many people to squeeze around with.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really have anything that i want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;if i go, i'll end up looking like a pancake when i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;but wells, shall let my brother go and squeeze around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, september's around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;what to buy for all the cute people?&lt;br /&gt;*thinks hard*&lt;br /&gt;transformer for brother, shirt for dad and a necklace for joanna maybe?&lt;br /&gt;what about the rest?&lt;br /&gt;ain't i glad i've the rest to share the other presents with. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, shall be off reading papers and slacking around now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miniclip, here i come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18; would you know my name, if i saw you in heaven?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7999990095131830605?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7999990095131830605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7999990095131830605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7999990095131830605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7999990095131830605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/bmf.html' title='bmf'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8409346770544789253</id><published>2008-08-27T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:30:48.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misses</title><content type='html'>my temper's kind of short these days.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why though.&lt;br /&gt;the Fish and dUCKs are popping up in my head more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainy days are good days to recollect and listen to songs.&lt;br /&gt;been listening to band songs these days.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm sort of tired of pop ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band songs, especially those that i've played in poly, bring back loads of fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;loads of songs remind me of the fun times i had, mainly in year 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;miss sitting behind jolene during pracs.&lt;br /&gt;miss turning back to talk to yile.&lt;br /&gt;miss having meetings in the cosy band room.&lt;br /&gt;miss supper with gareth, baldwin, shao hui, wei wen etc.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, so many things for me to miss.&lt;br /&gt;got to move on i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/-NauKdbfrF/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/-NauKdbfrF/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/I0YlaY8/playlist/oAFhNvOO/band_music_playlist/"&gt;band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 11: les miserables&lt;br /&gt;number 67: cream of clapton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, happy thoughts come to me QUICK!&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19; sol. tr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8409346770544789253?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8409346770544789253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=8409346770544789253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8409346770544789253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/8409346770544789253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/misses.html' title='misses'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-8482288872690753720</id><published>2008-08-26T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:51:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless</title><content type='html'>have been rather restless this 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why, as always.&lt;br /&gt;today's internet is a little ... screwed.&lt;br /&gt;super slow in everything, especially on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about an hour before i can leave the office.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out of the office, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should put a cactus in the office.&lt;br /&gt;makes my table a friendlier place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to reconsider studying now.&lt;br /&gt;shall go check out the information again later.&lt;br /&gt;but well, i need enough to get school fees too.&lt;br /&gt;starting 2 years later will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone come brighten up my day please!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reailse i've been going in circles.&lt;br /&gt;it's like in a roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried exiting a few times, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;once, i forced through and got out.&lt;br /&gt;but only to the road that goes nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;hopeless, i left that dreading road.&lt;br /&gt;going to the alleys, i find myself overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;but soon after, i realise back in the roundabout, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;round the roundabout, only to return to the same spot over and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-8482288872690753720?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6532412290406516320</id><published>2008-08-24T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:05:35.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late at night</title><content type='html'>it's been SOOOO long since i was last online in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought, i might as well come blog. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was up doing my brother's video.&lt;br /&gt;it's only 1/3 done i think, and this is prior to changes.&lt;br /&gt;if they want to change stuff, i think i'll have to stay up a couple of nights again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, september's coming.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting older.&lt;br /&gt;people are going in ns.&lt;br /&gt;come october, my secondary school classmates will shift their butts into tekong too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so going to miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out with mel, jiazhen and philip on friday night for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;it was delayed due to 'wet fuse', or at least that's what randy told me.&lt;br /&gt;but well, marina square food court proves to be a bad location to watch.&lt;br /&gt;you've got the roof blocking your view.&lt;br /&gt;but wells, i was happy that i went out with them.&lt;br /&gt;went to say HI! to jolene too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think i'm really getting old.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i can't seem to keep my eyes open any longer.&lt;br /&gt;age is catching up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i wonder if you'll remember me 2 years later.&lt;br /&gt;22; 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6532412290406516320?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6532412290406516320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6532412290406516320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6532412290406516320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6532412290406516320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/late-at-night.html' title='late at night'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2286700917697828119</id><published>2008-08-21T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:58:42.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-five</title><content type='html'>i guess i haven't blogged for a while. oh wells. i haven't been online much the last few days. mainly because i've got to attend classes in the mornings and it just so happens that i was kind of caught up with stuff in the afternoons. so here i am, online and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a slight &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt; now, both literally and otherwise. i think the lack of fresh air is causing my headache. i don't know why but it seems that since i've started working, falling ill is becoming a routine. gosh, maybe it's the bad &lt;em&gt;fengshui&lt;/em&gt; or maybe it's just me. =x i'm supposed to hunt for a dress for my brother's wedding by sunday. or else, i'll have to rent from the wedding place. it's not that the design i tried on wasn't nice, but i feel kind of &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; wearing that design, and it's a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; dress. i don't want to wear a long dress. sigh. i'll be going shopping with my mom at parkway later on, hopefully will be able to find something that i'm ok with AND i'm able to wear. hates it when the dress doesn't fit. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the stupid &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mario&lt;/span&gt; game my brother asked me to play on facebook is really dumb. i thought it was a racing game since it's called &lt;em&gt;mario kart&lt;/em&gt; but it turns out to be some kind of treasure hunt kind of thing. maybe i've yet to find the racing part, but i sure am getting bored of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been really &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt; these days i guess. was on the train yesterday morning and got woken up by this uncle talking LOUDLY on the phone when he got in at raffles place. and fyi, raffles place happens to be one of the best sleeping areas on the train ride. so ya, i was woken up. and then at redhill i think, there's this man who sat down beside me. he started behaving as if he needs a whole lot of space. and goodness me, he's invading my &lt;em&gt;personal space, &lt;/em&gt;darn him. so i got pissed off, i alighted and swung my bag at him. serve him right for getting a taste of my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not all! when i was on the way home last night, i was reading my notes and listening to my mp3. just so happens that there was a group of apes from God knows where boarding the train. they were quite far away from me. but they were playing, talking, laughing and slapping each other so darn happily that the whole car was staring at them. can't you just go back to where you came from and make all that noise? keep your voices down when you're on a public transport. so ya, they were so freaking loud that i couldn't hear my linkin park song. idiots. i was so pissed off i nearly went up to them to shut them up. but thank goodness they dropped off at tanah merah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i really miss my year 2 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. was listening to noah's ark on imeem and all the memories came back. i miss jolene, olivia, eden, qinghui, zhexing, isaac, chanya and the rest of them all. &lt;em&gt;oh, come back year two, i miss you!&lt;/em&gt; ah wells, it'll never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break. oh ya, i'm getting it tomorrow. i'm on LEAVE tomorrow!! hahaha. shall watch the dvds my mom has rented out today. and of course FIREWORKS tomorrow with mel, jiazhen and philip! and hopefully we'll be able to meet randy after that for supper/dinner. =] yeahs! knowing that i'll be able to meet up with them makes me happy. i miss georgie and april though. never mind, december will be here soon. &lt;em&gt;georgie, i want my birthday presents and christmas presents in december!&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, shall be off now. guess it's been a really &lt;em&gt;long long long&lt;/em&gt; entry. =x hopefully this will be able to keep anyone entertained for a good 5minutes. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because there's just another 25 days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2286700917697828119?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2286700917697828119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2286700917697828119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2286700917697828119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2286700917697828119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/twenty-five.html' title='twenty-five'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3498856911580515931</id><published>2008-08-16T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:23:31.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>30</title><content type='html'>so i'm back, but i'm still kind of lazy to do the screenshots. =x &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazy lazy&lt;/span&gt;. anywya, i'll upload some pictures that i took from national day. most of it are taken from ritz carlton hotel looking down during the preview. there're some pictures of the sunset which i personnaly think are quite beautiful. (not that i'm a good photographer though.) and there's a video of the ndp black knights performance too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just love the black knight performance&lt;/span&gt;. so ya, pictures as promised, after 2 weeks. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbUJuCs3JI/AAAAAAAAAzs/E9Xy5AVrGtM/s1600-h/02082008910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbUJuCs3JI/AAAAAAAAAzs/E9Xy5AVrGtM/s200/02082008910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235104880308051090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbUJysOawI/AAAAAAAAAz0/a-zECEb9wE8/s1600-h/02082008911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbUJysOawI/AAAAAAAAAz0/a-zECEb9wE8/s200/02082008911.jpg" alt="" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbXb69Va0I/AAAAAAAAA1c/5fQWFdjbp1U/s1600-h/09082008968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbXb69Va0I/AAAAAAAAA1c/5fQWFdjbp1U/s200/09082008968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235108491547732802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbXy7GktyI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9a5hyXm3Oxw/s1600-h/09082008970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbXy7GktyI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9a5hyXm3Oxw/s200/09082008970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235108886723475234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="371"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/FpQj-Zfy6c/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/FpQj-Zfy6c/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="371" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/I0YlaY8/video/Q_Dmxnh4/ndp_2008_black_knights_performance_sports_video/"&gt;ndp 2008, black knights performance - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, anyway, fireworks celebrations next week seems a bit ... how should i say it ... hopeless. well, qinghui say she can't make it, so bet desmond won't go, jolene's working, randy's not free. seeing the answers from them, i guess i don't have to ask the rest to go already. so ya, still will be going with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mel, jiazhen and philip&lt;/span&gt;. hope it'll be good. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy with nothing these days. i've been home the whole day but i only manage to come online now. although there's nothing much to watch on tv, i guess the olympics is a nice enough form of entertainment. tomorrow's the finals for women's table tennis team. hope singapore will win the gold. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do. i've yet to start on my brother's video. gosh, it's 2 months away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt;'s around the corner. many many birthday presents to buy! i need to get a new wallet, i guess. shall go hunt for it someday. when will that day come? i've got no idea. haha. =x i think i really have to go hunting for presents soon. dad's, brother's, joanna's, olivia's, my own, hariani's and jolene's birthdays are all in september. goodness, why do i have so many september babies? well, not that i'm complaining though. september babies are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet, nice, caring, loving ... and the list goes on&lt;/span&gt;. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; the other night. dreamt of something that i wish will happen on that special day. but well, i guess it's tough for it to happen. see it in my dreams then. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see it's been a long long entry. i shall end off here. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good night beautiful world, sweet dreams. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3498856911580515931?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3498856911580515931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3498856911580515931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3498856911580515931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3498856911580515931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/30.html' title='30'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwhWQd9uDFQ/SKbUJuCs3JI/AAAAAAAAAzs/E9Xy5AVrGtM/s72-c/02082008910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6798217189214635960</id><published>2008-08-13T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:26:24.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright</title><content type='html'>my entries are rather short these days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm getting lazy. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to the radio before i came out today,&lt;br /&gt;and their topic was 'what do you think is the happiest age?'&lt;br /&gt;i personally think that my happiest age would be between 15 to 18.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really have to think about alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;just had to study and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;those were my happiest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could go through what i went through from 15 to 18 again.&lt;br /&gt;life with my secondary school friends, o-levels,&lt;br /&gt;poly friends, band, pool. happy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is making me kind of negative i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i've to make an effort to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's what i've to come in contact with day in day out.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for people like eden, qinghui, yanie, randy and mel who talk to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;without them, i think i'll get lost in the world of negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny, i rarely talk to my secondary school friends these days.&lt;br /&gt;i see my best friend online, but, i don't talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;instinctively i don't because i don't want to disturb her.&lt;br /&gt;but subconsciously i guess it's because i don't know what to talk to her about.&lt;br /&gt;kind of sad, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;will that happen 3 years down the road with georgie and randy?&lt;br /&gt;i don't dare to imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess life is like a box of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;i think it gets more bitter towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;(especially for a dark chocolate lover like me)&lt;br /&gt;life won't get any easier, it'll just get tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt; life will get sweeter for me and all those around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6798217189214635960?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6798217189214635960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6798217189214635960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6798217189214635960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6798217189214635960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/alright.html' title='alright'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-496091252222716785</id><published>2008-08-12T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:04:23.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring, ring</title><content type='html'>was having lunch with eden when the stupid phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;'hello, may i speak to felicia please?'&lt;br /&gt;so ... lar.&lt;br /&gt;argh, hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eden's a great lunch partner. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-496091252222716785?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/496091252222716785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=496091252222716785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/496091252222716785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/496091252222716785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/ring-ring.html' title='ring, ring'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-6329694052923360028</id><published>2008-08-11T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:08:22.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ndp</title><content type='html'>hmm, i wanted to update photos on saturday, but my mom's friend had tickets to ndp, so we went!&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway, ndp was nice.&lt;br /&gt;love the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SAF Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; performance and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Black Knights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; performance.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only i can marry one of the guys in there. =x haha, just kidding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks go *boom* and my mouth was wide open for that 5minutes.&lt;br /&gt;lucky there weren't any birds with die-rear nearby. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;will do my screen shots and upload them soon. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night, Olympics opening ceremony, it was WOW.&lt;br /&gt;at the end when they were going to light up the big Olympics torch, (not sure if i got that right =x)&lt;br /&gt;it was really creative and wow-ish!&lt;br /&gt;zhang yi mou really did a great job directing the whole ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats to China for having such a successful opening ceremony!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that shall be it for the ceremony-ish things&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; get back to work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oops, i didn't realise i spent the whole morning doing nothing. =x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated national day! =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-6329694052923360028?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6329694052923360028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=6329694052923360028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6329694052923360028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/6329694052923360028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/ndp.html' title='ndp'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3469535862679862427</id><published>2008-08-08T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:57:26.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>negative</title><content type='html'>2 months plus into the job, i kind of tired from it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of not being able to cut things short when it should be short in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick, i'm sick of staying in such a quiet place.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so darn restless the whole week. &lt;div&gt;i need to go out and breath, breath in air of freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's 08.08.08&lt;br /&gt;2008 Olympic opening ceremony in China at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;8 million dollar TOTO coming out at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;thousands of couples getting married on this triple eight day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going back to study.&lt;br /&gt;but, i don't have the funds for it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really want to pick up that course,&lt;br /&gt;because there're too many things that i don't like.&lt;br /&gt;why didn't i study harder to get better gpa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends,&lt;br /&gt;i miss band,&lt;br /&gt;i miss studying,&lt;br /&gt;i miss fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this environment is too negative i guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3469535862679862427?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7564327028936066403</id><published>2008-08-06T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T16:07:48.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i woke up thinking it's friday today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm seeing too much of negative stuff,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;positive things come my way please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7564327028936066403?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7564327028936066403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7564327028936066403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7564327028936066403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7564327028936066403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-woke-up-thinking-its-friday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-7928868612326452223</id><published>2008-08-04T14:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:28:45.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>shucks.&lt;br /&gt;marche mushroom soup is ok, pasta is nice.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess too creamy for my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for lunching with me!&lt;br /&gt;another 2hours lunch break. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i wonder if they'll lower the temperature of the aircon in my office.&lt;br /&gt;it's warm, not the warm fuzzy feeling kind of warm,&lt;br /&gt;but hot-warm.&lt;br /&gt;too warm to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;zhexing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in aussie!&lt;br /&gt;good luck for your osip! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-7928868612326452223?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7928868612326452223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=7928868612326452223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7928868612326452223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/7928868612326452223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-141597914980098720</id><published>2008-08-04T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:34:06.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaaahhhhh</title><content type='html'>first thing first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP preview from the 25th floor of Ritz-Carlton was &lt;em&gt;wah~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bird's eye view of the parade segment's far better than that on tv.&lt;br /&gt;and the aero display was seriously &lt;em&gt;WAH~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and i were like screaming on the bathtub lar.&lt;br /&gt;my sister, brother in law, brother, sister in law were in the room watching.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, the bathtub has the best darn view lor.&lt;br /&gt;but then, after the parade segment, all i did was wait for the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the show segment, really.&lt;br /&gt;show segment's the time when you walk around, talk, and wait for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the fireworks came, it was right in my face lar!&lt;br /&gt;it's like right in front of me lor!&lt;br /&gt;i recorded the whole thing but i doubt i'll upload the video.&lt;br /&gt;why? because my mom's screaming VERY loudly in the background. o.o&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll post the screenshots when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;(that's going to be like on saturday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss,&lt;br /&gt;i was reading the newspapers the other day and i saw the 'teacher slapped my kid' story.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like telling my mom about it.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i just saw randy's blog entry on that stupid incident too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;seriously lar, the parents pamper the kids &lt;em&gt;TOO &lt;/em&gt;much lor.&lt;br /&gt;if you've never been slapped in your life, you're not lucky.&lt;br /&gt;you're UNlucky.&lt;br /&gt;come on lar, would you rather be slapped as a kid or as an adult?&lt;br /&gt;i definitely prefer as a kid lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming from a family where being beaten is &lt;em&gt;no big deal&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i don't see how a school kid can be un-beaten in his/her life at all.&lt;br /&gt;if kids disobey, make them obey.&lt;br /&gt;and not buy them toys and chocolates and what nots just to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;that's just my personal opinion though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for example,&lt;br /&gt;on a packed train, a kid starts screaming and shouting at the top of his/her voice,&lt;br /&gt;i've seen parents ignoring the situation, taking out his/her toys for him/her to play,&lt;br /&gt;sayang the kid like there's no tomorrow, give sweets to him/her.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what i would have done if he/she was my child?&lt;br /&gt;stare, scold, slap.&lt;br /&gt;simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;but how many parents scold their child in public now?&lt;br /&gt;few, i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can't help but wonder,&lt;br /&gt;10, 20 years down the road,&lt;br /&gt;if i were to use my preferred method to make sure he/she obeys (i.e SSS),&lt;br /&gt;i think he/she might sue for child abuse.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, maybe by the time i'm a parent,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be treating my child as a king/queen.&lt;br /&gt;maybe by then, i won't even lay a finger on my child.&lt;br /&gt;who knows, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-141597914980098720?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/141597914980098720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=141597914980098720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/141597914980098720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/141597914980098720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/waaaahhhhh.html' title='waaaahhhhh'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-2597579131892396039</id><published>2008-08-01T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:40:54.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawn</title><content type='html'>ok, i don't like picking up phone calls in the office. it can be rather stressful trying to answer those questions which you don't really have any answer to. shucks, getting a headache already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks tomorrow night at ritz carlton hotel with family! my sister booked the room, and we're all going to watch it, except dad 'cause he's got something on till 7 and brother 'cause he's got work. but well, fireworks!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough's getting a whole load better, no longer coughing like some TB fellow. didn't eat my medicine today, so hope i'll be well enough tomorrow for fried food and &lt;em&gt;pok pok kay&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns, hope i can catch a nap at work. =x oops, you didn't hear/see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get me cured;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-2597579131892396039?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2597579131892396039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=2597579131892396039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2597579131892396039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/2597579131892396039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/yawn.html' title='yawn'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923409.post-3321959818307457794</id><published>2008-07-30T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:36:08.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>1. Where would you go if someone sponsors you an air ticket?&lt;br /&gt;erm, only 1 ticket?? maybe go Egypt, Greece or Hawaii. but go alone not fun leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;sleep till late, slack, watch tv. that's what i rarely have the chance to do now. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you were given a chance to receive something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;love, from friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Things you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;let's see, air, food, water, hp, baby laptop, friends, family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose?&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you win 1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;keep it in the bank and earn interest. too high profile later people come rob me. =x or maybe pay for my uni fees. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;br /&gt;erm, future as in tomorrow? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List down 3 good points of the person who gave this survey:&lt;br /&gt;aqidah ar, she's sweet, funny, happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;friends, family, jokes, love from people around me, DARK chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What type of person do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate. hate is too strong a word. i don't like hypocrites, liars, cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could have a superpower what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;never fall sick. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you go for happiness or money?&lt;br /&gt;happiness. cause money can't buy happiness. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a boyfriend, would you die for him?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who was the last person who hugged you?&lt;br /&gt;mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the one thing you want badly now?&lt;br /&gt;to get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whom are you close to?&lt;br /&gt;friends and family! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you courageous enough to tell the person that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;err, depends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you could do one thing all over again, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;do better in poly.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scares you:&lt;br /&gt;creepy crawlies, roaches, losing my friends + family, losing everything that i have, never being able to get married, my baby laptop crashing (cause i still have to do my bro's thing), death perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that you like most:&lt;br /&gt;anything to do with friends and family, DARK chocolate, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 important things in my room:&lt;br /&gt;bed, pillows, bolster, fan, radio, hp, laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts bout me:&lt;br /&gt;i love DARK chocolate (75% cacao and above), i love my friends, i want to go to Egypt and Greece to see their history/culture, i can't swallow medicine (tablets), i'm self-proclaimed lactose intolerant, i'm afraid of heights, i want to diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that I plan to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;tell those i love that i love them, walk in the rain with the one i love, attend some people's weddings (ahem, yes, it's YOURS =p), spend time travelling without worrying about the budget, tell those that i've done wrong sorry, share my experiences to make people feel better about their own, love like i've never loved before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;make people laugh, DRIVE, listen to people's problems, cook (only if i want to), play an instrument, eat, sleep. (can see that i can't really think of anymore eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that I can't do:&lt;br /&gt;cycle, swim, blade, fly, read your mind, heal my wounds in a matter of seconds, walk through walls. (obviously the last few are from HEROES. =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things you are attracted to in the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;loyal, caring, sweet, funny, smart, loving, makes me feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that I often say:&lt;br /&gt;huh?, ooh, is it?, ok lor, anything, zzz, haha. (most of it is on msn. =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this survey:&lt;br /&gt;eden, qinghui, desmond, hariani, jolene, georgina, april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;bleh, i'm on 2 days MC. zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923409-3321959818307457794?l=mypassionmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3321959818307457794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923409&amp;postID=3321959818307457794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3321959818307457794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923409/posts/default/3321959818307457794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypassionmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>seehua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
