<?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-3023047507170083311</id><updated>2011-11-14T01:18:46.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blabbering non-stop.               love it or not, your choice.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8335306782359437568</id><published>2011-11-14T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:18:46.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you miss it?</title><content type='html'>Do you miss the past?&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say I do.. Especially what happened in the past two years. It's neither long or short, but a lot had change. I'll tell you what I miss... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the year when i'm 18, when I'm still studying for my diploma, when I have a lot of time between and after classes, when there is no need for me to do a part-time job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the time when I got posted to Siemens for attachment, when I met my current boyfriend, when I had to do OT during Saturdays, when I get to experience the fun in a relationship without any external stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely miss the time when I get to talk a lot with my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all different now. I guess we are all at a different pace which leads us to our differences.. Life at 21 is not as fun as life at 18 and it's just 2, 3 years back. I hope it gets better, not worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-8335306782359437568?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8335306782359437568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8335306782359437568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8335306782359437568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8335306782359437568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-you-miss-it.html' title='do you miss it?'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6909551379655550219</id><published>2011-05-04T20:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:55:07.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally ended Spring 2 semester. It was such a killer. Omg. What can I say? They informed us about the workload during the interview already - that working and studying at the same time is tiring.. and of course, stressful. I think I aged quite a lot as compared to last year May.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Besides that, I get pissed off over little things when I lack of time for assignments and projects. Everything is just so screwed up when it's all pack together. I think SIM would suit me better, but currently at this point of time, it's too late for me to regret. So.. I got to live with the decisions made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtQgzuAgkd4/TcFRnk_6kKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Bc-xYZE8MjU/s400/timetable.png" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 168px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602849151814111394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Look at the timetable schedule that was allocated to us. Lessons end late and start early. It is the worst combination possible. Besides, 2 lessons in a day really can die. My brain 'shut-down' when lesson ends at 7, and won't work until the next day at 1pm. So homework,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; or revision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Leave it to weekends together with work, which means weekends are fully packed. Me? Oh, ya. I'll be really worn out, like boy in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xicbE_S1_kQ/TcFV7965eCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wYx7y7pYLGI/s400/images.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602853900147849250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, well. I shall enjoy this one precious week of holidays! Now i know we don't appreciate what we have, until we lost it. Students in studying in polytechnic - Really, enjoy your long long vacation. (and I envy them a lot, because the longest I have is only 3 weeks.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hmmm.... I forgot to upload photos of the gifts from my bf. Ahh. Shit, I hate uploading photos. But, it's always nice to share right? hahaha. Give me some time alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;today is="" a="" special="" because="" s="" my=""&gt;&lt;/today&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Right, 1 last thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today is a special day! It's my darling's birthday. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Baby, Happy b'day! Thank you for tolerating my bad temper. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;清楚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;段&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;时间,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; white-space: nowrap; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;对你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;的脾气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;But it's all over, temporary. Let you have a small break. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;Muacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3023047507170083311-6909551379655550219?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6909551379655550219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6909551379655550219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6909551379655550219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6909551379655550219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally-ended-spring-2-semester_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtQgzuAgkd4/TcFRnk_6kKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Bc-xYZE8MjU/s72-c/timetable.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2665529065405175469</id><published>2011-03-19T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T14:20:45.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing very much serious, but i feel suffocated. One look at the pictures make me feel even worse. Crap. and I did thought of separating whenever its that reaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-2665529065405175469?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2665529065405175469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2665529065405175469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2665529065405175469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2665529065405175469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothing-very-much-serious-but-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7018154261206246660</id><published>2011-02-14T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:57:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poor me. Valentine's with bf in camp. Actually.... It feels like Valentine's day is a everyday thing whenever I was with him.. But, still sian to the max. I mean.. who doesn't want their partner to be with them on a special day meant for L.O.V.E. Last year Valentine's day clashed with the CNY. This year Valentine's, he belongs to the government. Next year.. I guessed it will be the same luh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..we didn't spend much for both this year and last year Valentine's because I stopped him from spending $$ on flowers. It's kinda dumb if you were to go think of it seriously. Flowers are damn expensive on Valentines. According to Kim, it's $98? for 12 roses? omg. Kel spent $48 for the '9 stalks of no-fated flowers for ME' the last time round (He threw it into the bin due to jealousy issues. Zzzz). It's almost like double the price!! and flowers only last for 2, 3 days... so no point luh. Call me unromantic if you want to. It's just not realistic! I would rather he buy the flowers for me on my b'day!~ At least it's price is in a more affordable range. That will be sweet enough. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am really anticipating for my birthday this year. I wonder what would I get from my baby. Heehee. I should start working soon and save lots of $$. Just in case, we might be able to go for a short vacation! *Excited*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3023047507170083311-7018154261206246660?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7018154261206246660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7018154261206246660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7018154261206246660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7018154261206246660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/02/poor-me_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4696248962662857945</id><published>2011-02-09T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:58:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;oh man. I bought so many new clothings for new year, but I did not even take a single shot of photograph with me wearing it! and.. don't forget. What about my curls? NO PICTURE YET. Like.. duh. Cause I always forgot to bring my 14 mega pixel camera. Like so damn wasted. Esp on the first day of new year, it's like a total different style from the usual me... but.. err. Only a few people manage to see it. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Pss. It's the first time my baby said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;he thought he saw some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;辣妹 when he first saw me on that day. LOL. so.. I guess it must be really different lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "   &gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "   &gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Talking about my camera.. I shall briefly intro a little about it. It's damn chic, I tell you. Look below.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take a Glance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;The EXILIM EX-S200 is the perfect combination of design and technology in an ultra-slim format. The camera, which is as slim as it is elegant, is equipped with an amazing 4X Ultra-Wide Zoom (27mm) lens that includes a Single Frame SR Zoom that extends the zoom range 1.5 times! The EX-S200 also has the new EXILIM engine 5.0, takes photos at 14.1 Megapixels, records video at 720p HD and has features such as Premium Auto and Art Mode. Its exclusive Landscape Enhancement Mode includes a mist removal feature to clear up hazy outdoor photos, while Make-Up Mode makes everyone look their best. This camera is a perfect reflection of your individual style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/TVF0P9v0bxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7dZal7F_pWI/s400/ex-s200pk_large.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 229px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362031656005394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;What can I say? This is much better than the previous camera that I had, although this might not be the best camera... but erm... it's design is nice, esp for people who like pretty things. AND 14.1 mega pixel. haha. I think must put on more foundation, or else... the camera will take all my flaws down with it's 14.1 mega pixel capability. LOL.  Well, I shall... take some photos of myself soon. Need to update new pictures already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 78, 79); font-family: helvetica, 'sans serif'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.25em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-4696248962662857945?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4696248962662857945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4696248962662857945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4696248962662857945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4696248962662857945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/TVF0P9v0bxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7dZal7F_pWI/s72-c/ex-s200pk_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-320169885695304420</id><published>2011-01-27T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:11:51.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;OMG. I finally found one moisturizer that is suitable for my skin! I'm eager to buy one from Watsons since I finished using the travel size sample given by The sample store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Take a Guess.. what moisturizer is that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's the Dr jart Most Moist Water-Sure gel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's really good. Below are the reasons why I love it so much:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;1) The Most Moist Water-Sure gel could be easily spread onto your skin without 'pulling' your skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;2) It is easily absorbed by the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;3) Hydrates my oily but dry skin really well without any oily feeling on the skin after applying the gel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;4) This moisturizer even improves my skin condition when I'm using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;Suitable for all skin by removing harmful ingredients with 4 free system of preservative, alcohol, fragrance, and pigment free. Lactobacillus peptide extracted from young radish kimchi acts as natural preservative to protect the skin from inner and outer environments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drjart.co.kr/global/eng/product/product_view.asp?bs=3&amp;amp;seq=8"&gt;http://www.drjart.co.kr/global/eng/product/product_view.asp?bs=3&amp;amp;seq=8&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;5) Lightweight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I just have to say, this product is extremely awesome! But it's quite expensive as compared to the other moisturizer that I've used. Retail Price is about SGD 48. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I shall start saving for this moisturizer, no matter what! &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/3023047507170083311-320169885695304420?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/320169885695304420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=320169885695304420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/320169885695304420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/320169885695304420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6131454829599575232</id><published>2011-01-25T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:02:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;HAHAHA. Just some random thoughts. Saw this statement while I'm surfing the net today -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Based on a Psychological study, a crush only lasts for a maximum of 4 months. If it exceeds, you are already in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How many of you guys out there really believe that a crush only last for a maximum for 4 months, and if it exceeds.. that means you're in love? Personally, I don't. This sounds like something really romantic for all girls out there who madly in love. But.. why not stop and think logically? How long did we feel infatuated for someone according to our past experiences? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;For me, the shortest is like half a year. The longest? Like about a year? If that's the case, I was in love for umpteen times already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Based on a Psychological study, a crush only lasts for a maximum of 4 months. If it exceeds, you are already in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;I think this is only for girls who are seemingly trying to assure herself that she is in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Well, no offence to people out there who really believe in this romantic statement. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Just my two cents worth of thoughts. &lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-6131454829599575232?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6131454829599575232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6131454829599575232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6131454829599575232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6131454829599575232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/01/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-277158287302895296</id><published>2011-01-24T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T01:30:48.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;New year, new hairstyle, new spectacles, new clothes, new bags. everything is new this year! everything is good, except for the new kind of emotion that I am feeling now. I'm just struggling. What to do? I need reassurance and determination. I just hope the time i dread to come will finally come and end fast. But that really depends on me. Bad bad bad. x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Plus, I think I'm really in love. Not that I don't love my boyfriend before today, but then it just gets better for some reason. I would go ROM with him if I could. He must be really good, that's why I'm like that now. They say it's never good to let the other party know how much you really love and need him because if that happens, you lose the game.. The truth is, you can't help but to do everything to show care and concern for him when love falls upon you. It's been a long time since I have this kind of feeling. It's like.. I can just hug him for the whole day and feel happy. It's that simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This is one thing that I'm glad about. =) Simple and sweet.&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/3023047507170083311-277158287302895296?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/277158287302895296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=277158287302895296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/277158287302895296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/277158287302895296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-hairstyle-new-spectacles.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1795412173294095317</id><published>2010-12-03T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:00:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;it's the end of fall 2! yessssssssss! ahaha. finally can have a good night sleep. it's a good thing I don't have to meet dear dear early in the morning tmr! Imagine two consecutive days of 3+ hours sleep only. can die luh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;had dinner with my family, and we just randomly talked about this person I've known for like many many years. Sadly, we're not on good terms now. sadly? nah. should be a blessing in disguise! I thought I'll have different thoughts about her after my 2 year long reflection. Well, obviously, nothing really changes since the year 2008. In fact, I'm doing better than what I thought and that's when I realized that maybe it's because she is no longer around me anymore! YES. If i had not make that decision two years ago, my darling might not be my darling right now, it might be hers. Not trying to feel insecurity, but it seems like... In the past, whenever I think good about something, she would want to have it for herself only, especially potential friends that benefit her - regardless of male or female. How selfish is that? That's what made me cut off all contacts with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What can I say? Life is like a drama right? That's very true and we should accept it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-1795412173294095317?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1795412173294095317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1795412173294095317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1795412173294095317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1795412173294095317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-end-of-fall-2-yessssssssss-ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6812781287849058193</id><published>2010-11-17T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T01:23:07.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just find relationship a source of trouble. so sickening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6812781287849058193?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7442022288561317184</id><published>2010-10-19T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:33:03.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12.18am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;it doesn't feel good everyday at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;想念一个人的时候, 每晚要逼自己入眠真的不好受...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我很想他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3023047507170083311-7442022288561317184?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7442022288561317184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7442022288561317184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7442022288561317184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7442022288561317184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/10/12.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1561195523620329524</id><published>2010-10-04T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T01:00:12.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because i'm always angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because 'it' always happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because you are oblivious to whatever that is wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because nothing ever changes even when you knew what i'm unhappy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because i'm having a test every Monday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because i'm compromising for as much as i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because i'm stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i hate weekends because my plans are all ruin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;planning is useless for certain issues for what i know. so why plan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3023047507170083311-1561195523620329524?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1561195523620329524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1561195523620329524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1561195523620329524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1561195523620329524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hate-weekends-because-im-always-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4561119908040129663</id><published>2010-09-29T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T01:16:33.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;24th September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Was supposed to reach the national library for my arts appreciation lesson at 12pm. As usual, I was late. 20 mins late when I reached the library. It's a good thing my arts lecturer were not particular in punctuality as compared to my essay lecturer. Even so, it's still not good to be late right? So... I pressed for the lift and hope that it will come quickly. I took a look around, and I saw 2 person waiting for the lift. An old man in his 60s and a secondary school boy. Waited for 3 mins or so..? The lift door opened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I quickly walked into the lift, and waited for the other 2 to walked in. When the 3 of us are in the lift, the old man pressed on the close door button. Something unexpected happen. A full grown adult man rushed into the lift whilst the door is closing! The old man got a shock, and quickly press the Open door button. I took a look at that man. He wasn't normal like us. Should be someone with disability. Low IQ or something. What creeps me out is... HE WAS SMILING AT ME. YES. AT ME WITH THOSE WEIRD LOOK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I thought it should be okay since there are other 2 people in the lift. This man... he kept looking around. A while at me, a while at the old man, a while at the secondary school boy. Weird as he is, I ignored whatever that's happening (I was listening to my music at that time). The next thing I knew, the weird man moved closer to the secondary school boy and tapped him on his shoulders. He talked to the boy (I couldn't hear anything due to the music) and the boy frowning his eyebrow, he turned to me and then to the man and shook his head. I kinda stunt right there. What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The boy reached level 5 and he stepped out of the lift leaving the old man, weird man and me in the lift. Creepy. The weird man... slowly moved closer to me. I took a peek at him, and he realised it! OMG. That's bad.. because he kept staring at me after that. I act like I didn't known anything at all. Next, He bend down a little and look at me with that big eyes! I was shocked. That was when I took off my ear piece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The weird man(WM): Excuse meee... Do you havee a Boyfriend~?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me: Errrrr... yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WM: Harrr... youu reallly got a boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me: errr.... mm.. (nodding my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WM: If you reallly haave a boyfriend~~ It meanss that I am tooo late to have a girlfriend~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and he gave those disappointing look. He turned around and walked out of the lift once the lift door open. The old man in the lift didn't know how to react to it too. He waited for the weird guy to go out before he step out of the lift too. Eww.. The thoughts of this incident made my goosebumps come out!! CREEPY ENOUGH RIGHT?&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/3023047507170083311-4561119908040129663?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4561119908040129663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4561119908040129663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4561119908040129663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4561119908040129663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/09/24th-september.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2001380969758175782</id><published>2010-09-24T01:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:32:35.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAHAHA! OMG. I got so much to share after such a long time without blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1) On my b'day - 4 September 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Singapore is not a romantic city. Thus, my boyfriend and I just went shopping for my present and a game of L4D with Kim and her bf for my b'day. Pathetic, as it seems. But, something really hilarious happened while Kel and I were shopping. We went into Uniqlo and took our time with the window-shopping while waiting for kim and her bf. LOL! Felt like laughing whenever I thought about it. What a silly boy he is!! Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We were window-shopping, and walked to this section whereby they have promotions. My boyfriend stopped and took a vest down from the hanger, whereas I took a look at the price tag of the shirt displayed next to the vest. I read "Ladies apparel" on the price tag. Ladies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just then, another couple walked to the same place we are at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The bf said "Eh. this one quite nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gf: You sure it's for guys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bf: I think should be luh. Looks unisex to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gf took a look at the price tag and...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gf: Aiiyo! it's for females lar!! (Kel was trying on to the vest he took at this point of time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The couple then walked away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My bf: Eh.. how come this vest so small size one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: Of cause lar!! This is ladies apparel luh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and... what's left was my bf's embarrassing look on his face. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3023047507170083311-2001380969758175782?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2001380969758175782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2001380969758175782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2001380969758175782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2001380969758175782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/09/hahaha-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-3299617281937282609</id><published>2010-08-24T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:30:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm suffering from a serious love sick. Can anyone help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And... Of course, all of us know there isn't anyone who can help except for my darling. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. It's just a day without a call from him and it's so bad. What will happen if I'm in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas for 3 weeks? That would be hell for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wonder how is he right now.. Must be real tired, mentally and physically. Imagine they got to march to the location for like 8km, set up tents and all the 'punishments'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;WORST STILL, it rained just now. How to sleep in the mud? =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;AND EVEN WORST STILL, they got to survive like that for like 4.5 days! How not to miss everything dear to him and breakdown?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;PS: I doubt my brother can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; it in the future also. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have to say, I really really can't stop thinking about him right now, I miss him too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jialat&lt;/span&gt;, it's only 12.20am in the morning, 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; august. There is still a long time to go before Friday arrives. Crap. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;more days is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; to 4*24=&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;96hrs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm counting down...&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/3023047507170083311-3299617281937282609?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3299617281937282609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=3299617281937282609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3299617281937282609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3299617281937282609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-suffering-from-serious-love-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7822083893932907189</id><published>2010-08-12T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:55:41.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Those below are the few things I wished for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;1) For my bf's eye to recover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;2) Able to cope with my soon-to-arrive university life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;3) For my bf NS to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;4) No more quarrels between me and my bf due to any unreasonable/reasonable kind of issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;5) For Fluffy and Dino to be happy. (wagging tails all the time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;yups, that's abt it. For now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-7822083893932907189?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7822083893932907189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7822083893932907189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7822083893932907189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7822083893932907189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/08/those-below-are-few-things-i-wished-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7945760901576485873</id><published>2010-07-25T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:19:20.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't make yourself as the victim. you're only pissing me off. I have a bad temper just like you. If you feel that there's no need to communicate, we can just forget it. I think i can understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-7945760901576485873?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7945760901576485873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7945760901576485873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7945760901576485873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7945760901576485873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-make-yourself-as-victim.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8705440067761900076</id><published>2010-07-22T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:44:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;这是一件令人害怕的事情，也是一件很难和别人分享的事情。 我只希望明天的报告会没事， 不然我也不知道要怎么面对，跟何况是当事人？ &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/3023047507170083311-8705440067761900076?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8705440067761900076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8705440067761900076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8705440067761900076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8705440067761900076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-3902842909511552509</id><published>2010-06-24T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T02:57:17.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Received a call from my boy this late afternoon. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;He is ill! From a simple sore throat to a cough and finally to a fever! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Talked to him on the phone for like 5mins and we ended the call. I was searching for home remedies yesterday to improve his condition on sore throat. Apparently, he needs a doctor more than my home remedy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;AND, why on earth is he still in the medical centre? I thought his bunk mate went home after diagnose with a fever?  Why can't he do the same too? Shit. I forgot to ask him about it. Poor boy.. I bet he must be feeling so unwell that he didn't even call me at night. X.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Imagine we planned to go shopping for my toy bear! If his situation did not improve by Friday, I think our plan will be all screw up. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S: haiiz. I shall be his servent on Saturday since he's not feeling well. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-3902842909511552509?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3902842909511552509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=3902842909511552509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3902842909511552509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3902842909511552509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/06/received-call-from-my-boy-this-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-849348774289705610</id><published>2010-06-05T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:51:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;It's been a while since I last post anything on my blog. I doubt I will update my blog if my boyfriend didn't went to Pulau Tekong. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Dear blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Friday, o4.o6.2o1o is the first night that my bf will sleep in Tekong and I seriously miss him a lot. I thought I would be alright and that my emotions won't get all upside down, but it seems like I'm not doing a very good job on the first day. Even until now, when I think of him an island away from Singapore, I would still feel like crying. Since when did I get so emotional? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Before the day he went in, we were at the bus stop chit chatting. I always knew that he is worried for me even tho I tried to convince him that I can take care of myself. I tried not to think about "time", about "accompany" and tried to be as natural as I can that night but I broke down once he told me to drink more water as the weather is hot. I felt touched, real touched.. and partially, it's because I couldn't bear to separate with him, even it's for just 2 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Yes, 2 weeks. Considered short right? I know it's not a long period of time but my tears just couldn't stop forming. It's been quite a long time since I cried that hard. I would say that I cried harder than what I thought was painful the last time round. Imagine if I were to go to Las Vegas for a month while studying for my degree. Couldn't even think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;I can see that it will be a tough for us this 2 years. Time management plays an important part to our relationship but I believe we will be able to get through this tough period, that is if both of us tried hard enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I miss my boy, I would be on the phone with him now if he wasn't in Tekong. =/&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-849348774289705610?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/849348774289705610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=849348774289705610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/849348774289705610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/849348774289705610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-while-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5035305307919715696</id><published>2010-03-24T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:49:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just some random updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During: Last week (14.3.2010-20.3.2010) Not sure what date tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would u do if you realise there is a flying roach in your room before going to bed? AND SUAY SUAY the cockroach gone missing after you scream and ran out of the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what I did. I covered myself head to toe with my blanket and I used my arms and legs to "pin" my blanket so that there won't be any "holes". OMG. It's terrible even though with the air con on. I felt HOT, not any other HOT you're thinking about but the perspiring/sweating HOT.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I only managed to sleep for 4 hours for that particular day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During: 23.3.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at bf house today. Received a call at 10pm sharp and it's a private number calling. What's shown on my hand phone was "withheld" only. I thought someone called the wrong number. But surprisingly, this unknown caller asked for Alena once I hello to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err.. yah.&lt;br /&gt;Both: ........ (For a split sec)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Him: You guess lar~&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Him: You guess lar~ I want you to guess~&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know. Tell me who you are leh.&lt;br /&gt;Him: I don't want.. You guess!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have no idea, why not you just tell me who you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling took over my phone. At the same time, dear whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;Dear: Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling placed the phone over his ears.&lt;br /&gt;Dear: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Him:....&lt;br /&gt;Dear: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Him:....&lt;br /&gt;Dear: No sound leh.&lt;br /&gt;Him:....&lt;br /&gt;Dear: HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;Him:....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear talked to me when call not ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear: No sound leh. Think he hang up liao lar.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hang up already?&lt;br /&gt;Dear: No sound what. END CALL lar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling pressed the button to end the mysterious phone call.&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn't it? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious mysterious caller, you should have identify yourself then you won't kena hang up already. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-5035305307919715696?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5035305307919715696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5035305307919715696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5035305307919715696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5035305307919715696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-some-random-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6540388448585952483</id><published>2010-03-07T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:05:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went swimming with kelvin and my siblings just now. To be exact, it should be yesterday since it's already 1.34am right now. It took me a long time to persuade HIM to go with us and all he did was to "泡水". =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As for myself I managed to swim only a few laps. =（&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wasn't really satisfied because my brother would interrupt me while i'm swimming. He would grab my legs to stop me from swimming, if not, he would cling on me from behind just like a koala bear. Really irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Been feeling a little bit different recently. should be not much a problem. I don't wish to 分析 also. &gt;&lt; &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/3023047507170083311-6540388448585952483?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6540388448585952483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6540388448585952483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6540388448585952483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6540388448585952483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/03/went-swimming-with-kelvin-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6150989748017470829</id><published>2010-03-01T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T01:41:15.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyone using TAGGED? asking out of curiosity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I signed up for it like 3 years ago after receiving my friends' request through hotmail. Did not log in for like a year and when i did, i keep receiving lots of messages from I-don't-know-who-the-hell-are-they! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is someone who added me in tagged and he asked me for email. I gave it to him purely to make friends on the internet with no other intentions. People who know me well can tell you that I won't even meet up with online friends easily because I don't take risks! Now, after giving him my email, the first question he ask after the introducing himself is "Do you have a boyfriend now?". It is a total turn off even if I'm unattached. He make me feel that he's desperate! Next, he informed me he wasn't attached when I told him that I AM ATTACHED. So I asked him, "You too busy to find one izzit? Or there's no one suitable for you in your social circle?". Then he told me he's finding one and asked if he can be my bf. It's like.. WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest of the conversation is shown below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: Erm.. I've alr got a boyfriend right now le what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him: Can you break up with your bf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: Ehh? that is not appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: Erm.. Cause my bf did nothing wrong for me to leave him? Plus I'm happy with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him: Do you have any friends who does not have bf now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: Currently most are attached. Why don't you take some time to find someone you really like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ( I won't intro such a guy to my friend even if there are no other guys around!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: Erm.. so that you'll feel what is happiness during your relationship? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him: Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------END-----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a long time since I 'met' such guys. total madness. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohh~ boyfriend, I know you'll read this. don't jealous lar. You're the only one I love! =))&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/3023047507170083311-6150989748017470829?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6150989748017470829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6150989748017470829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6150989748017470829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6150989748017470829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/03/anyone-using-tagged-asking-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6050170154147115596</id><published>2010-02-20T19:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:45:21.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm sweaty and smelly right now after packing up my room. Eww.. *Pukes*  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know. I will be heading to the bathroom for a shower right after this post is complete.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;I found my long lost favorite game while packing up. It's really really old. Think it should be as old as me bah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A little bit more than a decade ago, I would rather skip my dinner so that I can play the game for a longer time and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; when it's time to sleep, I would feel sad just because I couldn't continue playing. You must be feel really curious right? Like what game could make me so addicted to it? &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;It's ALIEN STORM!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OheY_B9I/AAAAAAAAANo/lnzXEDtrNAc/s1600-h/astorm_2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OheY_B9I/AAAAAAAAANo/lnzXEDtrNAc/s400/astorm_2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440293949375711186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OIZDcKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/S20V1KjB_Pk/s1600-h/alien+storm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OIZDcKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/S20V1KjB_Pk/s400/alien+storm.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440293518446439186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OPc27JMI/AAAAAAAAANg/EiO9ol6LOrQ/s1600-h/alien+storm+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OPc27JMI/AAAAAAAAANg/EiO9ol6LOrQ/s400/alien+storm+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440293639726769346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got the game at home. I feel like keeping it, but keep for what? I couldn't play it anymore. it's 古董 alr! Maybe I should make it a collection of antique games. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Ohh! There's another funny incident that happened. I move everything out from the cabinet to my bed so that I can repack whatever that is supposed to be in the cabinet. This includes my contact lens solution. I was about to place the solution in the cabinet and I was shocked! Totally stunted.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                          Because, I thought i saw a pack of condoms packed together with the contact lens solution! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;I thought "how could that be? Condoms and contact lens solution? No link what!" &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;Then I saw a big big "blink" on the pack of "condom". OHH. CHEY, it's not condoms lar. It's blink Contacts Eye Drop. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_XAVV8wQI/AAAAAAAAANw/x92oTiCwdbs/s1600-h/DSC00294%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_XAVV8wQI/AAAAAAAAANw/x92oTiCwdbs/s400/DSC00294%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440303275616026882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See! It does look like a pack of condoms mah. Plus, it's about the same size leh. So cannot blame me for that. XD&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/3023047507170083311-6050170154147115596?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6050170154147115596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6050170154147115596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6050170154147115596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6050170154147115596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-sweaty-and-smelly-right-now-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/S3_OheY_B9I/AAAAAAAAANo/lnzXEDtrNAc/s72-c/astorm_2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6288114864881551617</id><published>2010-02-20T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T02:41:39.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16.FEB.2010-Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went L4D2 with my siblings and my darling. haha. jialat arhs. just like Kim, my bro play until he puke. He wasn't feeling well early in the morning, but he insisted that he could manage to play L4D2. After playing for one hour, he told me to call my mum and ask her to fetch him home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My parents ate Durian before coming down to fetch us home. Suay for my brother. He smelled the durian smell from my mum and he puke almost immediately. Sadly, we didn't realized it immediately. It was only when dear told me "ehh.. your brother.." then I knew that my brother puke. It goes the same for my parents. It was only my sister shouted "ehh! ah kit vomited!" then my parents realized it. Hmm. Poor brother of mine. Couldn't enjoy the day altho he wanted to. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19.FEB.2010-Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My baby boy came my house yesterday. We download movies and watch just like usual. At around 3pm, he took a nap halfway through the movie and I thought it's boring to watch myself, so I shut down my laptop and slept beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour later, I woke up because my darling hug me from behind. I find it weird, like how come so random? So I turned around and ask, "What happened? How come suddenly hug me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me he had a nightmare while sleeping and he got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me：你做什么梦？&lt;br /&gt;Him： 我梦到我们在你一个 relative 的家，然后你不见，在之后梦到 tank (L4D's zombie!)， 我以为你被tank 抓，就去找你。然后我为了找你，进了一间房间有很多尖尖的铁。我还必须穿梭过去那些铁才可以真的进去。过程当中，还伤到自己的手和脸。然后就忽然听到你的声音，我就跑出那间房间。看到你的时候，你在讲电话。我就问你，在跟谁讲电话，你不理我然后就走开了。我跟过去，然后你就挂电话。我问你在跟谁讲电话，你只说“不知道，忘记了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有点生气，把你手中的电话拿了过来，谁知道那电话我有不会用，没办法就算了。我就问你有没有tissue，帮我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;搽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;伤口，谁知道你不理我，继续吃你的晚餐。我又生气又sad, end up自己帮自己搽药。心想我为了找你受伤你又不理我。之后就醒来了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;He hug me and said “吓死我了。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Aww, I melted when he did that. haha. So sweet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;LOL. His dream really weird arhs. Should be the hot weather and too much playing of L4D that caused him this nightmare. Selfishly, I wish he will have such nightmare the next time we are having a nap together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;因为我喜欢他为我紧张，然后抱住我的感觉！haha! 爽翻了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6288114864881551617?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6288114864881551617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6288114864881551617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6288114864881551617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6288114864881551617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/02/16.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6757523933063137972</id><published>2010-02-18T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:54:03.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12.FEB.2010 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Crap! It's Valentine's day on CNY! OMG. How to celebrate V Day on CNY itself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It is a big big problem for me and my darling. That's why, both of us went Manhattan for a meal. Just nice I've got a $5 cash voucher. Although it's important to eat good food, it is also important to save money!Haven = Heaven? LOL. I'm sure my darling know what I mean. He's trying to be funny at Manhattan while filling up the feedback form. LOL! Make me laugh like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Met Kim after our lunch. Went to Bugis with my darling and Kim for some last minute CNY shopping and it's worthwhile. 所谓皇天不负有心人 , I managed to buy another dress for myself and it cost only $26 dollars! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After shopping, we meet up with Kim's BF at The Cathay, roughly at about 9, 10pm? We chose to watch "I hate valentine's day" when the 4 of us are actually celebrating V' day! Isn't that weird? HAHA. Ohh, and I originally wanted to shoot zombies(L4D2) on  12 Feb, but there wasn't enough time. No choice but to play another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;13-14.FEB.2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Received a call from Kim at 11pm. She was like "EH. You want go out a while? We go play L4D lar! Come on! it's Valentine's day!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After I seek consent from my mum, the 4 of us went out together again. But sadly, no parking lots for the car = no shooting zombies. Drove past Plaza Singapura and we watched another movie again. This time round, we watch 大兵小将. It's quite a nice movie. But ending kinda sad arhs. Didn't expected that. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Went home at ard 3am and I woke up later at 1pm. Kelvin called my house and ask me over to his house. I didn't expect myself to go over during CNY. Wasn't really prepared for that. Kind of 措手不及!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On Valentine's day itself, we ended up playing L4D together with Kim and her bf at night. HAHA. It's seriously funny. I don't know how to explain also. Next time must play with Kim again! it's very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;15.FEB.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Went visiting to my uncle's house. Finally got a chance for my relatives to take a look at my baby boy! Seems like they like him quite a lot. HAHA. That's a good start. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Okay, shall stop here. I'm tired alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6757523933063137972?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6757523933063137972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6757523933063137972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6757523933063137972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6757523933063137972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/02/12.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8918766989456321293</id><published>2010-01-25T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:07:32.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The time now is 3.52pm. I just reach home from school after my interview assessment. Guess what? I blank out when it's my turn to speak but don't worry, somehow I managed to open my mouth and say something. I know my interview wasn't good, but hopefully it's not really THAT bad to the extend of getting a D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Actually, I shouldn't be blogging right now since I still got a 20% Club and Resort test tomorrow but I got no mood for it. Right now, I wanted to sleep, wanted to eat, wanted to play, wanted to drink bbt, but i don't want to study for test! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's not as if I got a choice to choose if I want to study for it or not. I got a D+ for my first test because I'm lazy and I didn't study hard for it. Now the second chance is here. I can only force myself to love and accept my Club notes before I got another D for my next test. Hey, but maybe it was that bad, at least there are still individual assignments and group project? I heard that my group got an A for the project. That's a good news for me! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-8918766989456321293?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8918766989456321293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8918766989456321293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8918766989456321293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8918766989456321293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-now-is-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5783870283503335012</id><published>2010-01-25T00:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:23:45.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;23rd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear drove me home AGAIN. Obviously, his driving skill this time was much better than the previous time he drove me home. We left his house at 8.30pm, he drove to my house, I went up put lappy, mum insist to come down and talk to him, told us she haven't had dinner, we went to buy my family dinner, went back to pass my mum their dinner, went down again to go somewhere else. Here comes the problem. We don't know where to go. We got no where to go. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So we thought of calling Kim out for a cup of bbt. Called her and sadly, she's at her granny's place at AMK. With not much choices left, we decided to go Changi Village, hoping to see some ah gua around. We sucessfully reach Changi Village altho we don't really know which direction to take. But it seems like lady luck wasn't with us yesterday because we didn't get to see any ah gua around! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Since there weren't any ah gua around, we thought it would be a waste of time to stay there any longer. It was then, I felt going to Changi Village in the first place was a very wrong idea. It took us about an hour to reach Pasir ris because dear took a wrong turn into Loyang Industrial Area. He made lots of illegal turns before we manage to drive out of that Industrial Area. The conclusion to it, I don't think we are ever going to Changi Village again. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another Sunday! I'm suppose to relax and enjoy my weekends but I can't! I have an interview assessment tomorrow at 1.40pm and I'm really worried for this assessment ever since I got to know it during CCOM class last Monday. HOW HOW HOW? I'm afraid that I won't know what to say during the interview. haiiz. no choice lar. Go there 随机应变吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be graduating in roughly 2 to 3 weeks time, by then all projects, tests and assignments will be over. I'm really looking forward to it but at the same time, I felt lost. I know I'll surely continue my studies in some university out there and that was not the reason for the frustration. I'm frustrated because I don't know what to study for University! How to not panic when I'm already graduating in 2 to 3 weeks time? Hmm.. 船到桥头自然直　Never mind about it, I shall seriously think about it after I graduated from Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh. there's this another matter that I would like to express my thoughts on. I realized that there is quite a lot of pages viewed and number of visitors compared to the past few days when i'm checking my number of views today. So I decided to go to the referral links to see what was happening. This is when i found out something that was just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Wendy's tagboard, there is this girl who was known as Joan. She started scolding and insulting because of a trivial matter (see the "bath and bathe" post in my sis blog). THAT was just PURE LAME. and guess what, that incident happened during last year Dec and she's still around trying to spam other people tagboard after such a long period of time. That Miss Joan even told off my sister in my blog when my sis banned her! And when I ban her from my tagboard, she went to Wendy's blog and spam tags. LIKE LOL! That was really brainless. That girl even insist that we are afraid of her that's why we banned her. NONONO. I'm never afraid of anyone except of my mum, my teachers and the police. Such an immature secondary school kid? She was never on my "afraid list".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my sis and I being ah lians? Erm.. not now, but maybe soon. I don't know when I'll be taking a knife along or joining a gang with such a crazy kid around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is going uneducated!! HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-5783870283503335012?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5783870283503335012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5783870283503335012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5783870283503335012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5783870283503335012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/01/23rd-jan-dear-drove-me-home-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8671414548245363059</id><published>2010-01-20T23:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:21:39.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;17 Jan - Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;It is a usual Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my darling came to my house for dinner and some movies that we downloaded through funshion. Just like any other Sunday, he went home at around 10.30pm and as usual, I would accompany him to the 81 bus stop where he will board the bus and I will then go home. Who knows I will be "injured".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;When we were taking the lift down, Dear leaned forward to kiss me but unfortunately, he lose balance and.. OUCH! his teeth knocked onto my lips. it hurts badly, even until now. hahaha. well... it's a memorable event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;18 Jan - Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;It's the first time my dear sent me home, by car. Hmm...Can be considered as enjoyable. Except that I felt a bit.. err.. chua sai. Not that I don't have confidence in his driving, it's just that I'm not used to it lar. I hurried to put on the seat belt once I'm seated down and he was like.. "Are you being exaggerating? Got so scary meh?" &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked. and why? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;What shocked me was that my dear boy, forgot about his seat belt. That was just TOO DANGEROUS! No wonder his mum will be worried. OMG. Please dear, no more forgetting about seat belts! Okay, so with a 4-wheeled vehicle, it took us like.. erm.. approximately half an hour to reach pasir ris community center? Yea, it's considered slow.. Drive with Caution mah. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called home when we were at Pasir ris and my brother told me he wanted a pack of Ice lemon tea. As the driver of the car was not confident enough with his parking in a multi-storey car park, he chose to park at an opened area car park near the coffee shop. Parking was alright lar. After parking the car, he turned and posted me a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh. here need to put coupons not?"&lt;br /&gt;How would I know? I don't drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we thought of, he stay in the car while I go get the ice lemon tea. After i get out of the car, I walked the wrong direction and I U-turn back to the car after realizing it a split second later. I simply just could not make out which direction is the coffee shop located at until dear pointed out to me. it's just so embarrassing. How 路痴 can I be? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3023047507170083311-8671414548245363059?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8671414548245363059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8671414548245363059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8671414548245363059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8671414548245363059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/01/17-jan-sunday-it-is-usual-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8324333288223439959</id><published>2010-01-02T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:16:24.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2009, Hi 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Last day of Old year, 31st Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmm.. Now now, I'm not with my friends nor bf on the new year eve, but I'm with my family. We went Malaysia to attend a relative wedding dinner... It's quite erm.. alright lar..but noisy because we were just sitting directly under the speakers and it just blast all the music and cheering to our ears like there's no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was actually reluctant to go for the wedding dinner cause I thought there would be a terrible traffic jam and I would end up countdown-ing in the car which is a waste of time and enjoyment for me. What happened was, I ended up countdown in the restaurant while having my supper!! But it's okay, altho the food for the wedding dinner wasn't superb but the supper treated by our uncle in malaysia was really delicious. "Really delicious" in fact is not enough to describe how nice the food was!! It's sad lar, I got no picture for each of the dishes. I forgot to take pictures until half of the food was gone.forgot abt pictures and stuff, ALL I WANT TO SAY IS "YUMMY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;First day of  new year, 1st Jan 2010&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear came to my house and we versus each other to PS2: super puzzle fighter.. or something like that. I somehow got addicted to that game, tried real hard to beat him, but I won like only 2 rounds. Nvm lar. I've been improving since the first time he intro me to this game...and Yes, I'm a noob in games. lol. Ermm.. didn't do anything much except eating. He met me for lunch, went back my house, play PS2, watch Night at the Museum 2 dvd and halfway through the movie, the player hang, pek chek about the player, gave up watching the movie, use laptop download movie, then started watching again. This time, we watch a old old movie. I don't know why dear dear likes old movie leh. Weird but that's one thing special  about him. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had a long chat with dear dear after dinner while waiting for his bus at the bus stop.. Erm... should say I don't allow him to board the bus even when bus 81 arrived.. but he's always willing wait for the 'endless' next bus and accompany me.. although he have the urge to answer nature's call. He's really a sweetheart. That's why I love him lots! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope and wishes for the new year:&lt;br /&gt;1) Everybody to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;2) A chance to leave Singapore for a holiday with my love ones!&lt;br /&gt;3) Get prettier and cuter together with all my gfs! (LOL. i know all girls want this.)&lt;br /&gt;4) Graduate TP successfully.&lt;br /&gt;5) A more respectful communication between people. =)&lt;br /&gt;6) Dear dear to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;love me as much as he did in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; and him to stay adorable!&lt;br /&gt;7) Richer for everyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lots more. =))&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;At last, to end my post, I got to say good luck to everyone, happy new year and I just remember I haven't post the pictures of Kim's gifts and.... I will get it done tomorrow! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-8324333288223439959?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8324333288223439959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8324333288223439959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8324333288223439959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8324333288223439959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-2009-hi-2010.html' title='Bye 2009, Hi 2010!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2845830870698995262</id><published>2009-12-27T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:48:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>圣诞节!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;今年的圣诞节真的过得比去年糟糕！ 不过也算特别。怎么说呢？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;特别的忙碌，特别的闷，特别的不一样。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;                       &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;前几天都在忙着做assignments。连圣诞前夕，圣诞节也不例外。而且，是从早到晚的那一种。。。不过当时的我想因该没关系，因为好姐妹25号才会回国陪我庆祝圣诞节。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;                         &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;                         &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;24/12/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;今年的圣诞前夕也没怎么出门，有去的地方也就是男朋友家而已。去他家做什么呢？做assignment咯！本来说好弄个三文治当爱心便当给他的，最后也没了！我现在还欠他原本说好要做的便当！不过，OK啦，第一次圣诞节前夕没有那一点点寂寞的感觉！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;25/12/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;圣诞节快乐！我真的好期待好期待可以出门! 谁知道。。 人算不如天算，25号当天，澳门的浓雾影响飞机起飞的时间，从中午两点的班机改成晚上九点十五分的班机。原本的计划全被打乱，过后也因为零时买不到戏票就没有出门了。就这样，圣诞节，没了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                  &lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;26/12/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;因为25号没办法玩，所以26号要补回啊！简短来说，我们大家去看Avatar这一部电影，第一次看半夜场的噢！满有意思的。好姐妹回国了，也带了很多礼物回来！真高兴！有时间再拍照，炫耀吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-2845830870698995262?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2845830870698995262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2845830870698995262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2845830870698995262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2845830870698995262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='圣诞节!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6881520914424470195</id><published>2009-12-22T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:12:57.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice: I'm busy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Due to all the reports I have to complete, I don't think I have much time to update my blog. I doubt there will be much people reading my blog lar, but just to announce to those who frequently visit. LOL! Hopefully I can get the new post up few days later. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Any interesting things that happened today? Hmm.. Yup, there is. I'll make it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I had dinner with my family together with Kelvin. My mum went to buy the newspaper so she missed out the show put up by Kelvin. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A Lizard. (Yes, he's afraid of lizards. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and then, there was this cat. (He loves cats! &lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We saw the cat preying for something but we didn't know what it is. All of us took a closer look and "EEK! A lizard!". And the next thing we knew, dear grab my arm tightly with a horrified look and he lifted his foot up just like how girls would react when they saw cockroaches. HAHA! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have to tell all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I didn't mean to laugh at him but he just look cute when he is scared! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have to tell him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Don't worry dear, I promise I won't laugh at you unless there is another more interesting incident! (this wasn't the post you were looking forward to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6881520914424470195?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6881520914424470195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6881520914424470195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6881520914424470195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6881520914424470195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/noticeim-busy.html' title='Notice: I&apos;m busy!!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1969941686537560329</id><published>2009-12-17T00:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:58:31.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minor happiness in life =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Minor happiness 1: Fluffy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;This dog of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;mine really entertains me a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypUOXBWzNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VWW6DynghBM/s1600-h/P141209_17.16+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypUOXBWzNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VWW6DynghBM/s320/P141209_17.16+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416234107541048530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fluffy was never toilet trained until recently. Whenever, it's time for fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;y t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;o pee, we would grab his tail so that he would not run loose in the hous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;e on the way to the toilet but this cute dog of mine is intelligent! He would cherish every chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; to run away from u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;s and just today, it happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here goes. After pee-ing in the toilet, fluffy as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; usual walk out of the toilet alone while my sister w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;as washing his pee away. He started sniffi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;ng around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; the floor and my mum was worried about him spotting another potential territory pee-spot. She frightens the dog with her extra firm voice and my fluffy just went into a state of madness. He started running all about in the kitchen and seriously, no one could stop him! My sis was like.. "Come here fluffy!" and fluffy just ran aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;ay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;My mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;m opened the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; door and fluffy spotted it, however &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;he didn't make a move to dash out of the kitchen. This intelligent dog knew t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;hat my mum and sis were waiting for him outside t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;he kitchen so that they could catch him. How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;ever, what this dog didnt know was that my mum only wanted him to be on the sofa. He thought he's going back to t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;he cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;No matter how my mum and sis tried to get him out of the kitchen, fluffy just refuse to come out. At last, my mum used wang wang biscuit to tempt and he use this chance to zoom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; straight out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;into the living room. Just like how it usually happens, fluffy ran around like usu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;al and the 3 of them were chasing after the dog.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the 3 of them cornered fluffy somewhere ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;ar the sofa. Now it's th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;e time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;compete who's the fastest! Suddenly, with a spee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;d of lightning, fluffy ran and leaped onto the sofa. I don't know where the hell Fluffy got the courage to jump up to the sofa because he had never done it before. Fyi, Fluffy don't jump up or d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;own to any chairs and sofa, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; just couldn't make it. Of cause, after Fluffy's action, all 4 of them were fascinated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes. 4, even the dog itself! LOL! I think Fluffy didn't know that he made things easier for us  cause my mum just wanted him guai guai sit on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;the sofa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some more pictures of Fluffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTuHF7WoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3-Egf6lqoQ8/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTuHF7WoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3-Egf6lqoQ8/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416233553509440130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTZohwUvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/w7KJXxs7Nes/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTZohwUvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/w7KJXxs7Nes/s320/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416233201707274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTTwr0XEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kli0jLugyRg/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTTwr0XEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kli0jLugyRg/s320/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416233100817751106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTBcgDfNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cDCntj2DoxA/s1600-h/P051209_17.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypTBcgDfNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cDCntj2DoxA/s320/P051209_17.05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416232786162056402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypSNyxsbyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-89uSZ9DYjI/s1600-h/P101209_16.47_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypSNyxsbyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-89uSZ9DYjI/s320/P101209_16.47_%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416231898788425506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3023047507170083311-1969941686537560329?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1969941686537560329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1969941686537560329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1969941686537560329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1969941686537560329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/minor-happiness-in-life.html' title='minor happiness in life =)'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SypUOXBWzNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VWW6DynghBM/s72-c/P141209_17.16+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4482994822853280773</id><published>2009-12-12T01:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:26:01.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg! my pink chem file!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My chemistry file is not with me! &gt;&lt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I realized it only when Kelvin said he needed some help with balancing equation for his semiconductor term test. My chemistry file wasn't with me for like 2 years and I totally forgot that I lend it to someone else. like.. Wth. xing tong arhhs. My 2 years of nicely written chemistry notes were all gone and I don't think I'll be able to get it back. Would you keep notes that don't belong to you if that person who lend it to you already graduated from secondary school and most probably won't need it again ever in her life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the answer would be a "No".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can even do that for someone else if her things are with me for 2 whole years. Omg. Can't bear to think of what my notes look like now. My chemistry file is the only file in secondary school that I would file worksheets into it. If my Physics file is thin, my biology file would be even thinner and I don't even have a file for Maths! My chemistry file is the only thing that I'm proud of throughout my secondary school life and now it's gone! Maybe I shouldn't even be nice and lend it someone in the first place. No wonder there is this saying "Don't expect someone to return you the things they borrowed from you". Seems like it's real, can't help but to agree to it.  Let's talk about something else or I think I'll be depress for the rest of the 60 mins before I go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I had a nice dinner with my dear boy tonight! We had Pizza for dinner and Fuji Apple for our drinks. Yummy. Everything is good.. except that we ordered the pizza a little bit too big for 2 people to finish and now I left 4 slices of pizza in my fridge. Haha. it's okay! I can have pizza in the morning and Sushi for dinner at night because I'm going to Sakura restaurant tomorrow for a gathering. Really excited about it! XD  Ohh!!! Pictures below were the presents Kelvin bought back for me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPdGsxakPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6y56BpnmWn4/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPdGsxakPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6y56BpnmWn4/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414414284196843762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPdGsxakPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6y56BpnmWn4/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The strawberry bag with a big ribbon!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcnebdrPI/AAAAAAAAALw/-aM4EYhEZgo/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414413747770731762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kelvin got this shirt also.He said his aunt bought this shirt for me. That's really nice of her.. Ps sia. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcZ9F7NpI/AAAAAAAAALo/R4szPUpDk9s/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcZ9F7NpI/AAAAAAAAALo/R4szPUpDk9s/s320/DSC00259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414413515483723410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcZ9F7NpI/AAAAAAAAALo/R4szPUpDk9s/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Couple Shirt, the male version!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcFJm-_JI/AAAAAAAAALg/qmSAnbBRP9Y/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcFJm-_JI/AAAAAAAAALg/qmSAnbBRP9Y/s320/DSC00257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414413158066355346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPcFJm-_JI/AAAAAAAAALg/qmSAnbBRP9Y/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Couple Shirt, the female version!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cute and sweet isn't it? Ty dear! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4482994822853280773?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4482994822853280773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4482994822853280773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4482994822853280773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4482994822853280773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-my-pink-chem-file.html' title='omg! my pink chem file!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SyPdGsxakPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6y56BpnmWn4/s72-c/DSC00256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-179021009161292153</id><published>2009-12-09T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:46:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. I signed in to C box and deleted all the old messages&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Good or bad, ALL gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've been wondering if I should take away my tag board.&lt;br /&gt;I figured out that since this is my blog, it's my own perception of everything. It doesn't really concern about other people who are just merely reading it unless they are also involve in what i mentioned in the blog. And tag board? It's just for comments and criticism. I need comments but not criticism from a person who doesn't even know what happened. Well.. Maybe I'll take it away quite soon, but not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. I realized I got lots of things to do, but I don't have enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I need to do plenty of things before the eve of Christmas. Otherwise I can forget about going out to have fun! This CANNOT happen! I don't have enough time for my reports, don't have enough time for movies, don't have enough time to miss my dear boy and take pictures with him, don't have enough time to clean up the house! OMG.HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Things-to-Do List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; ( Before 23rd Dec )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Complete report for Service Quality &amp;amp; Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Complete report for Club and Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tidy up my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Revive the dead blog I'm having now. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3. I went out with Kelvin today. Finally he's back in Singapore and he bought presents for me! Cute shirts and a bag. Really happy to see him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Will post up the pictures of the presents the next time i blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我都不知道要怎么形容我的心情,就是很开心咯! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-179021009161292153?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/179021009161292153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=179021009161292153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/179021009161292153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/179021009161292153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2571106582449193008</id><published>2009-12-08T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:31:53.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eww! FLYING COCKROACH ATTACK! OMG! it's sooo gross! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-2571106582449193008?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2571106582449193008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2571106582449193008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2571106582449193008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2571106582449193008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/eww-flying-cockroach-attack-omg-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1895117086821962885</id><published>2009-12-06T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:09:23.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's the 5th of Dec! Oops. Offically 6th dec cause it's 12.20am right now. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I almost forgot about Weishyang b'day on the 4th due to all the tests and reports! Luckily I didn't! I didn't mean to forget about it anyway, it's just that school is really busy. I got 3 reports to complete during my 2 week break. (I think should be 3 report lar, hopefully I wont find out there are more reports to do.) The deadline for it is 28th Dec. Just 2 days after Christmas! How am I going to go out for the christmas celebration?! I think i should work harder to manage the time I have. Erm.. Maybe LESS going out with Kelvin? and MORE determination + concentration while I'm doing my report. HAHA! (I'll be so dead if he gets to read this. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Also, Kim just informed me that she got a new bf! How nice! haha. She said she'll be bringing her bf along during Christmas outing! I'm really curious + excited since it's the first time i'll get to see her bf. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kelvin went Bangkok this afternoon and will be back only on Tuesday. Sian sia. No one to accompany me while I'm studying for my term test. It could be good and bad. I suppose if he's around, I'll have difficulty concentration 100%! Since he's not around in S'pore, I shall fully concentrate on studying. I'll miss him, but I can only wait patiently for Tuesday to arrive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;=)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;40hours more to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-1895117086821962885?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1895117086821962885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1895117086821962885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1895117086821962885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1895117086821962885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-5th-of-dec-oops.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5872007154075949197</id><published>2009-11-22T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:08:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can you believe it?! I went to work yesterday! How rare can that be? Haha. I think my mum should be very happy about it since she's always trying to convince me to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Overall it's not bad, easy job, easy to earn money. The only bad thing is the weather! It is some event thingy at Pasir Ris park. Imagine the mud and how we are 'surviving' in it. Never had myself so dirty before that. Eww.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411626903155310786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sxn1_xOFAMI/AAAAAAAAALI/14ngMq4OfWA/s320/DSC00250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411627594347527442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sxn2oAHJPRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Eie98RmTcxM/s320/DSC00247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Saw all the mud on our legs? It cause me to have rashes! Doesn't it look like some skin disease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-5872007154075949197?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5872007154075949197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5872007154075949197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5872007154075949197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5872007154075949197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-you-believe-it-i-went-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sxn1_xOFAMI/AAAAAAAAALI/14ngMq4OfWA/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-445487651414682800</id><published>2009-11-21T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:33:48.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Virus!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is what I found in the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kaspersky.com/news?id=207575670"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaspersky Lab Detects New Worms Attacking MySpace and Facebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; "Messages and comments on MySpace and Facebook include links to http://youtube.[skip].pl. If the user clicks on this link, s/he is redirected to http://youtube.[skip].ru, a site which purportedly contains a video clip. If the user tries to watch it, a message appears saying that s/he needs the latest version of Flash Player in order to watch the clip. However, instead of the latest version of Flash Player, a file called codecsetup.exe is downloaded to the victim machine; this file is also a network worm. The result is that users who have come to the site via Facebook will have the MySpace worm downloaded to their machines, and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;“Unfortunately, users are very trusting of messages left by 'friends' on social networking sites. So the likelihood of a user clicking on a link like this is very high”, says Alexander Gostev, Senior Virus Analyst at Kaspersky Lab. “At the beginning of 2008 we predicted that we'd see an increase in cybercriminals exploiting MySpace, Facebook and similar sites, and we're now seeing evidence of this. I'm sure that this is simply the first step, and that virus writers will continue to target these resources with increased intensity”."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kaspersky.com/news?id=207575670"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.kaspersky.com/news?id=207575670&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-445487651414682800?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/445487651414682800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=445487651414682800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/445487651414682800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/445487651414682800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/facebook-virus.html' title='Facebook Virus!!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4576226278271647733</id><published>2009-11-21T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:32:25.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just manage to solve the virus problem in my computer. I don't even know that my computer is infected with a worm until my friends start sending msgs to inform me on MSN, facebook and even through sms-es. My friends told me that my facebook is spamming msgs to them with weird links in it. It was only then I realised my anti-virus in my laptop is GONE. Seriously, I don't know what happened. I just installed my anit-virus like 2 months ago and it's gone! Crap! I wasted one installation without even using it for more than 5 times. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because of this virus, I went to school and did some research. The worm that infected my com is known as "Koobface". The Koobface worm is most commonly found in networking websites. Once your com is infected with it, it start spamming messages to all your friends. This makes it really irritating. Luckily I installed the Norton Security and it got rid of the "koobface worm" for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4576226278271647733?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4576226278271647733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4576226278271647733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4576226278271647733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4576226278271647733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-manage-to-solve-virus-problem-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4749042130900652304</id><published>2009-11-20T00:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:26:46.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy bus driver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went AMK hub with dear dear to watch &lt;em&gt;2012&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. The movie was... great. Visual effects were so good that it made me start thinking and worrying abt Doomsday! I am very sure that I wouldn't want to experience whatever that happens in the movie. It's just so scary! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here comes my worst experience with SBS Transit. It's so ridiculous that I just couldn't stop laughing. Not the happy kind of laughing. But the "unbelievable" kind of laughing. From what I know, bus drivers should wait for the passengers as long as the bus have not leave the station. It's not as if we were chasing the bus like 10km away from the bus stop! We were AT the bus stop and the bus driver just drove away when he saw the 2 of us and another 2 guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We waited for roughly about 10 mins before bus 132 arrive. If I remember correctly, 3 buses arrived at the same time, and 132 was right behind. As we saw commuters boarding bus 132, we decided to walk to the bus, altho we could wait for the bus to come. We were just in front of the door, when the bus driver shut the door at us. The driver saw us, and he pointed to the front. Okay, so he meant "go to the front of the bus stop and I'll open the door". We were like "err.. okay.. ". Hell, why couldn't he just wait for us before he move? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nevertheless, we walked to the front. At the same time, I saw 2 guys flagging for the bus. The bus driver drove to the front and stopped. Just when I thought he was about to open the door, HE DROVE OFF! I am very sure that the bus driver saw the 2 guys, he even turned and look at them! And, Kelvin told me that he was very sure that the bus driver is aware that we wanted to board the bus! Isn't this ridiculous? One word to describe our feelings at that moment-STUNNED. After which, I just couldn't stop lol-ing and my dear boy? He just couldn't stop swearing! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4749042130900652304?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4749042130900652304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4749042130900652304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4749042130900652304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4749042130900652304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/11/crappy-bus-driver.html' title='Crappy bus driver.'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4585044580003324484</id><published>2009-09-19T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:47:24.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well well well. Seems like my blog is getting interesting... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. What can I say man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, Kelvin came to my house to help out with the painting of my sister's room. However, the room is just kinda big to finish it in within a day. o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We started painting at 2 and my Mum is still painting at 11pm! Imagine how tired my mum will be when she finish with the painting. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. She's a woman with determination. Determined to finish that last wall for the day. I always felt that my mum is cool. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mum treated us to dinner today and the dinner was sumptuous!!! All the dishes ordered were like.. YUMMY! Especially the crab! I still haven't got my OT pay in my account yet, or at least.. i think so. Didn't really have the time to check it out. I wonder when can I treat my friends and family to dinner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Talking about dinner, it reminds of what my mum said in the afternoon after she saw &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Fluffy's &lt;/span&gt;new look! He's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;botak&lt;/span&gt;! H&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aha&lt;/span&gt;! Really cute. My mum said that his tail look like the tail of a pig. AND then she asked jokingly, shall we cook him for dinner tonight? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. poor fluffy. I bet he's feeling sad now. It's the first time I hear him whining so much.  Maybe, long fur for fluffy isn't a good idea. I think he should maintain a puppy cut! he's cute anyway. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4585044580003324484?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4585044580003324484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4585044580003324484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4585044580003324484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4585044580003324484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5225222368592583015</id><published>2009-09-18T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:37:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oops! Someone found my mistake! haha. Thanks ANDY, boy. u taught me "Vulgar"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I shall learn more abt vulgar language arhs. like how to use them and stuff. but... by saying that, it doesn't mean that i'll change my opinion on kids using vulgarities. ohh.. language doesn't determine whether a person reaches his/her puberty or not. Andy, read clearly leh, i said, u havent reach puberty coz u act like a kid, u waited for us to scold u so that u can shoot us back. it's not really because of ur language. It's just that, the way u speak,  it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like the way how kids keep on quarreling.&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/3023047507170083311-5225222368592583015?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5225222368592583015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5225222368592583015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5225222368592583015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5225222368592583015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/09/oops-someone-found-my-mistake-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4310286760265716253</id><published>2009-09-18T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:38:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;omg. kids nowadays totally have no manners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;why am I saying that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Just recently, my sis told me about her classmates, and some passerby spamming in her blog. It seems like those two incident might be related. Her classmates, those "bitches", they would have used a random name and leave messages on my sis blog. Otherwise, If that passerby is really a male, he must be a boy, not a man. and... Obviously, not reaching his puberty yet. Perhaps this could be the reason why he's acting like a sissy? Which fully grown up man will speak like him? and... act like him! o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kids aren't being innocent these days. It's seems like all kids knew those ah lians ah bengs language!! Vulgur language in another words. Even my little bro uses it, not to scold people with it, but he feel that it's fun somehow. Obviously, he uses those vulgur words without knowing what it means. I was shocked when I heard him say that. And he told me most of his classmates said things like that. LIKE OMG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think parents should really spend more time with their kids. At least spend enough time to educate them. Teach them on when and how to protect themselves from school bullies, or some random bullies online. Since i dont think the situation of kids saying those 'bad' words will improve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE WORLD IS GOING CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4310286760265716253?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4310286760265716253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4310286760265716253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4310286760265716253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4310286760265716253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1488902431376032677</id><published>2009-09-01T18:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:02:07.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;28th August 2009 is the day I end my attachment! I'm offically free from City Square Mall. It's quite a relieve to me. I can finally have a good rest after a month at the construction site. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's been such a long time since I post anything on my blog. Erm.. it's kinda weird cause I dont know what exactly to post about. All I know is that... I've gain lots of different experiences during the past 4 months.. and I think I'm missing those days. It's tiring but quite worth it lar. I think I will most probably go and take a look at the shopping mall with Kelvin when it is open for business! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's going to be my birthday soon! I wonder what surprises are awaiting me! I'm really contented now. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-1488902431376032677?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1488902431376032677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1488902431376032677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1488902431376032677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1488902431376032677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/09/28th-august-2009-is-day-i-end-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-819919973715129762</id><published>2009-07-28T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:02:56.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phew! Had a interesting day on shooting ppl on blog! LOL! I know it's bad.. but... well. can't help it, even if it cost me the '十八层地狱'. That's the after life prob. hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hmm.. let's see.. what should I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If Jia Ni, Huiyu, Jaslyn and some... I-don't-know-who, thought that it's my sister who uses 'Rui Ling' so as to hide her identity. You are definitely wrong! I think i just had to announce it to the public! (altho it's not really a big deal) The truth is cruel! You girls got it all wrong! That's kinda pathetic actually. Why won't ppl believe it when I use my real name?! It's so unbelievable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am so going to write BIG BIG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am Rui Ling! Not happy with it? talk to me personally lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't worry if it's not clear enough. I had translated it into Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;瑞玲就是我！如有任何的不爽，找我吧！我愿意和你聊聊。=）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ohh.. and SN大姐 aka Jia Ni! 'Hair' is hair! NOT HAIRS! omg. Improve ur English a bit leh. I know mine like so-so only lar. But.. at least I know 'hair' is hair! SO NO EXCUSE! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-819919973715129762?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/819919973715129762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=819919973715129762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/819919973715129762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/819919973715129762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/07/phew-had-interesting-day-on-shooting.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1636328249112356345</id><published>2009-07-05T00:25:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:52:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我变成大忙人了！这几个礼拜都过得蛮有意义的！上个礼拜天因为是家庭日的关系，所以，去了一个有花有草，叫gardenasia的地方。虽然天气炎日，不过是满好玩的啦。。也难得会看得见和以往不同的风景。这一天也让我满惊讶的！我的小弟当天被主持人叫上台玩游戏！我还以为他会不敢上去，如果主持人逼他的话，他就会大哭！原来我错了~！我弟还满有胆子的！上台的时候还一副不削，酷酷的样子呢！最后，没想到我弟竟然还会赢了那场游戏！真是有点难以置信！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354677662681176866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-i9sLUmyI/AAAAAAAAALA/gP6jf5lWpkQ/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354677560866124466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-i3w4uMrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/iK2uvd5ox9Q/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354677034625712210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-iZIfOwFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XmJ9fdd0VPo/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*我弟就是不能好好站着拍照*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354675305086297266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-g0dc5pLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EVzjbOqji08/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*以下就是几个美女的照片咯！哈哈！*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354674267147768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-f4C1EkgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NogIk0eqNNo/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354674171119003410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-fydGB5xI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JfY8qXVwO5c/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354674024980039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-fp8rySMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SMWyqlukmGM/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354673910082665794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-fjQqHfUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qx0sOvNG5-w/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354672707963424450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-edSajjsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8kWFlJdmhWg/s200/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354672554808085410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-eUX3ei6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/uLWX94LBb_E/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354672467799125906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-ePTu7L5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/BD2hh3uefXQ/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354672150988055330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-d83hR4yI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DQJDlpBxjHU/s320/DSC00308+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;然后，就是世上最可爱的狗狗！！Fluffy 越大越帅了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354677448958529970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-ixP_30bI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FliLE2M7n8E/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-1636328249112356345?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1636328249112356345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1636328249112356345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1636328249112356345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1636328249112356345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/07/gardenasia-fluffy.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Sk-i9sLUmyI/AAAAAAAAALA/gP6jf5lWpkQ/s72-c/DSC00322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2441783669757784401</id><published>2009-06-27T00:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:01:15.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;我的天！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm feeling kinda frustrated for these few days. Maybe too much 'scandal' in mind. Why must it always ended up like this? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wasn't feeling well for the past 2 days. I had a runny nose, sore thoat and quite a terrible cough! Falling ill at this period of time is just not a right time, especially when i have almost all the symptoms of H1N1. Even the doctor in the clinic is afraid of me! My consultation took only like 5 mins? Maybe even less than 5 mins! I was then asked if I needed a MC and then outta his room. Obviously, 1 day MC wasn't enough for me. I almost fell asleep in my office when I'm alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I realise I'm not as carefree compared to a few months back. Weird ehh.. Don't know why leh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;有些心情很难解释。&lt;/span&gt; 过些日子应该会恢复过往自由自在的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-2441783669757784401?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2441783669757784401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2441783669757784401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2441783669757784401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2441783669757784401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-feeling-kinda-frustrated-for-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2087403356584984619</id><published>2009-05-09T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:55:11.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;下大雨！这一个礼拜，每天凌晨四，五点都下大雨，打雷，闪电的！害我没有一天好睡！不是三更半夜听到我家的狗吠个不停，就是听到我妈开房门把狗放进来的声音。唉！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;昨天睡觉时更是经典，长大之后第一次被雷声和闪电吓醒！我从没想过自己竟然会在被“雷公”吓倒。上一次被吓倒不知道是多久以前的事了。记得以前小时候被吓倒，都会有老妈在安慰我。昨天被吓倒时，身边除了弟弟之外，谁都没有。 原本很挤的一张床，因为妹妹生病睡另外个房间，所以空出了很多位，很不习惯。才发现我很胆小，昨天竟然被雷声吓倒有点想哭。突然间，感觉自己变小了，似乎回到7岁的时候。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;现在有太多事情要烦了！有些事情，要写出来也有点不方便。免得得罪人。不过我真的很不爽！气死我了！还好原本对她的印象本来就不好，不然我真的会觉得自己根本不会看人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;我不削！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SgUi4DeYuUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8F9_C1cz2gk/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SgUiw_muSvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/T5j-H91PlbI/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3023047507170083311-2087403356584984619?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2087403356584984619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2087403356584984619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2087403356584984619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2087403356584984619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/05/7.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4090503040874945690</id><published>2009-05-02T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:17:50.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;昨晚不知怎么了，晚上做了个恶梦！我梦见我的牙齿掉了！可能是日有所思夜有所梦。因为，早上的时候吃糖吃到牙痛，所以感到很困惑，是我牙齿坏了吗？还是牙齿敏感？或者是糖果太硬了，咬的时或太大力，所以才会痛？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;难道我这一辈子好朋友就是牙医了吗？我才刚刚整完牙啊！我可不想又去见穿一身白的牙医！最近有人称赞我牙齿美。照道理来说，这是件好事，我是应该感到开心的。不过，仔细想想我牙齿是“假”的啊，它是整出来的啊！如果我整张脸上最好看的是牙齿，那我岂不是很失败？哈哈！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;最近花了很多钱，买了很多衣服，裤子，化妆品的东西。上衣就卖了4件，裤子呢。。。就卖了3件，两支口红，睫毛膏一支，夹睫毛的一支。怎么办？我还想改变发型的呢！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-608791492287950591</id><published>2009-04-25T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:11:23.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;第一个星期过了！原本以为周末会感到轻松，原来不是! 第一个礼拜过了，发现到有好多学过的东西都还给老师了。怎么办呢？我想只好用周末来复习吧。还好现在的工作环境，比我以前打过的工好多了，至少那里的人感觉上还不错啦。环境没那么冷漠。就是因为这样，才更加要把工作做得好好的，要不然对不起良心啊。我想现在要开始写笔记了，要不然太多事情要学，很难一次记下来。不过，星期六嘛，休息两三个钟头再说，累死了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;以后应该没那么多时间上网了。放工之后，回到家都已经7点半了。坐下来之后就不想动了。吃了饭，冲了凉，看看电视就到时间睡觉了。完全没有时间做别的事情，真不知道大人们的乐趣从哪里来。如果以后要过这种生活的话，就太闷了!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think i'm going to change course if I'm going to university. It's too chim for me le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-608791492287950591?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/608791492287950591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=608791492287950591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/608791492287950591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/608791492287950591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/04/7-i-think-im-going-to-change-course-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5627360434238094663</id><published>2009-04-19T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:30:55.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Ser0G3OqE-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/puAyB-LHylw/s1600-h/DSC00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337908060853218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Ser0G3OqE-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/puAyB-LHylw/s320/DSC00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The above picture is a piece of art from my sister, Michelle. She is drawing her friend, but I guess it doesn't look a single bit like her friend. Her friend doesn't... or shouldn't look like humpty dumpty right? haha. I'm not saying that her art is bad...She can easily draw better than me. It's just that this piece of drawing too last minute. She was doing this art thingy at 11pm while the rest of us were playing 'spot the difference'. 'Spot the difference' can really kill my eyes. 2 plays a day-too little. Everyday play until pek chek. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Serzum200NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0p_ubj9ULSE/s1600-h/fluffy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337491349065938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Serzum200NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0p_ubj9ULSE/s320/fluffy!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What's this!? FLUFFY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He is so cute with the cap on his head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm wondering if I should let fluffy grow long his fur or just maintain a 'puppy cut'. Long fur is nice.. Seen a lot pictures of maltese with long fur, tied up of course. Very cute also leh.. But it's very hard to maintain. Especially when my doggy isn't those very obedient kind of dog. Tear stains will be a very big problem if I'm deciding to keep his fur long. People maltese white white de leh. =(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tomorrow will be the first day of my SIP. I'm very worried now. I'm worried about what stupid mistakes I might make, about the impression I will give to my supervisor, about the dress code, about everything! Yes..Dress code! I don't know what kind of blouse to wear. Should i wear long or short sleeves? Erm... Should go tampines walk walk later and see if i can find any nicer blouse, rather than those totally white ones for presentation in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;KBOX again! My sis and I sang 4 hours straight. haha. really very tired. got to pay my mum back since I told my sis that I'm bringing her for K. Have to keep my promise. $107 in total!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well.. at least my sister is singing into the mic. Better than last time XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;--------------------------------------------It's my last day of freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------Pls pls pls, let everything turns out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-5627360434238094663?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5627360434238094663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5627360434238094663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5627360434238094663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5627360434238094663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/04/above-picture-is-piece-of-art-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Ser0G3OqE-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/puAyB-LHylw/s72-c/DSC00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7849511912627862760</id><published>2009-04-17T20:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:20:56.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;1) 啊！我好不安，好担心啊。读完email已经知道自己被派去哪里attachment了。在SIEMENS...的其中一个project site (City square)。是什么呢？我也不大清楚。我想这几天的我，心情会满乱的。我是要害怕新的环境？还是要期待这恶梦赶快结束？朋友都说其实没那么恐怖，是我想太多了。或许是吧！不过，人们不是说，想很多事情的人手掌上的掌纹会很多吗？我没有啊！Attachment 的伙伴也出乎我预料。那，am I happy or am I not? 应该不错吧。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;2) 哦！昨天晚上，下楼购买零食，发现一件事！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325630053178816642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SehwUSTeOII/AAAAAAAAAGg/fKMxbNL-7I4/s400/DSC00006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;是新出口味吗？是吧？没看过耶！满好吃的，尤其有wasabi那一点点呛辣味，真爽！唯一可以嫌的，就是味道或许咸了一点。可能我喜欢淡淡的味道吧。有时候，淡淡的味道，在吃的时候好好品尝的话，有可能会发现别的‘味道’以及‘心情’。这东西跟听歌一样吧。一首歌要好好仔细聆听，才会发现到它有多好听!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;3) 前几天读了报子看到阿桑去世的消息，简直不敢相信。她不是唱‘叶子’的歌手吗？怎么那么突然？‘叶子’这首歌，是我學唱的first few song，也是我觉得很有感觉的一首歌。所以，知道这件事后，有很多感触。今天中午，在mtv台看到特别乐辑，为了是纪念阿桑。这次，听‘叶子’比以前还要有感觉，还要难过。真的太可惜了。。。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;4) 我换手机了！换成了W980。换这部手机的原因？因为，手机漂亮。没错，是慢了很多点。不过，好的手机慢一点又怎样？好用就好！而且，就是因为这部手机，我才有现在很美的吊饰。当然，这是我的好朋友送的。她真的很大方。这是我觉得我比不上她的地方。哈哈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325678891974719538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SeicvE_y-DI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QpxfMsasN6w/s400/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325677719422272418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Seibq05gg6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/vS_BYLCb5rg/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好朋友！我有个小礼物要送给你，找个时间一起出去吧。下一次，我才送个大一点的礼物！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-7849511912627862760?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7849511912627862760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7849511912627862760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7849511912627862760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7849511912627862760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-emailattachmentsiemens.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SehwUSTeOII/AAAAAAAAAGg/fKMxbNL-7I4/s72-c/DSC00006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7869743553735620833</id><published>2009-03-23T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:59:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went pubbing with Kimberly again. She called me at 8pm last night to meet me at Dhoby Ghaut abt 9pm so it's quite a last minute thing. I'm glad that i'm quite fast compared to the usual me? Still late lar, but not so bad yet. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG. I think I found out how I can sing good. DRINK BEER! and it's beer not some other alcoholic drinks. Okay.. Maybe beer wasn't the reason why I sing better yesterday. Maybe it's just the system in the pub! OR maybe because I'm possessed by the soul of a good singer? HAHA. Too exaggerating! But no matter what, after yesterday, it shows that I've got potential! I'm so so so shocked.hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kim's dad even told me "Zhen Zhen ah yi da suan dai ni men dao taiwan zhao ge lao shi xue chang ge, hao de hua dang ge xin, zheng me yang, you mei you xin qu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;o.O-----&gt; This is how i look like when her dad ask me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think my serious problem is- STAGE FRIGHT? Sing solo will tremble. Haha. Well.. If can dang rang xiang arhs. I wanted to learn singing like dont know since when. But dang ge xin... Hmm.. think i need to go for plastic surgery first. LOL! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dreaming again XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-7869743553735620833?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7869743553735620833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7869743553735620833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7869743553735620833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7869743553735620833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-pubbing-with-kimberly-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4678756403311235859</id><published>2009-03-21T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:58:56.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's been quite a long time since i got a new post. Reason being is that it's holiday now, and I've got no where to go. Nothing to do except slacking. I'm not complaining, in fact, I'm quite happy about that. A long break is always good-at least to me. Seriously, work can wait. I'll be contributing to the society after a few years. Why can't I just enjoy a little bit more? Once you start working full-time in the society, it will be hard to really hao hao xiu xi le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;During the holidays, I stayed at home with my computer switched on, reading other people blogs. And I realised that, my life is so so so so so DULL. "Ping fan wu qi" might be a nicer way to describe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Just like what I told Mun Boon, I AM A ZAI NV. Well.. At least, still acceptable lar... Quite contented. Wait till I graduate from poly? Maybe life will be more interesting! If Kim and i enter the same university, can confirm I won't go home too early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wo zai qi dai wei lai. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4678756403311235859?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4678756403311235859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4678756403311235859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4678756403311235859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4678756403311235859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-quite-long-time-since-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5255997666156746019</id><published>2009-03-11T19:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:14:59.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had this terrible feeling after receiving messages from my friends that exam results were released. &lt;em&gt;You know that kind stressful feeling? It’s like you will keep taking deep breath and that you are aware of your heartbeat? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lousy way of describing right? I know my capability to describe something sucks. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you guys should be smart enough to know what I’m trying to say. Never mind that. The most important thing is I felt relieved when I saw my results. Relieved because my GPA didn’t drop and that I’m doing slightly better this semester. Hopefully next semester during SIP will be even better lar. I need all luck and hard work that I can get to improve my just-so-average results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I seriously hope Gina will understand that we didn’t mean to make things difficult for her. We are classmates no matter what so if there's anything I can help her with, i'll surely try my best to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now my results are back to yuan dian and i'm tired with consistently aiming for better GPA. Feeling a bit clueless and helpless now. =( &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went pubbing with Kim and her sister to celebrate her b’day on 7th march. Sang a lot on that day..It's like the whole pub was filled with our voices for that few hours. Weird right? Those people in the pub on that day doesn't seem like they want to sing a lot. haha. Who cares. &lt;em&gt;If they dont sing, we sing lo.&lt;/em&gt; lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hmm.. There's another thing. I know I dont sing super duper well. But then..recently my singing like bian lan le leh. I asked my sister about it but she said I sound okay to her. But i somehow feel something is wrong with my singing. haiiz. Just don't know what to do with myself. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;why can't I'm good in something? As in something real good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3023047507170083311-5255997666156746019?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5255997666156746019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5255997666156746019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5255997666156746019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5255997666156746019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/03/exams-results.html' title='Exams results'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8857930172683460282</id><published>2009-03-02T11:50:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:44:31.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;终于考完试了。每当考试时期都非常累。经过几天的大睡特睡，终于把力气给补回来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;27.02.09-星期五&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;星期五是考试的最后一天。为了星期五的考试，牺牲还算大，第一次只睡了一个钟头耶！不过，有睡一个钟头算不错了。我知道有些朋友为了这一个考试只睡15分钟！奇怪在哪里？怪就怪在，我们读了那么久，却对自己一点信心都没有。进考场时，竟然会不知所措的感觉，而且还会开始慌。只希望能够安全过关咯。为了星期五的考试，我真是累垮了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1）考试进行到一半，我竟然想睡觉！&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2）在家里看dvd，因为眼睛干，所以合了一下眼睛，就快睡了。我还记得，当时周围环境的声音越来越小声。"BANG!" 听到枪声，被吓醒了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3）晚上11点就睡了，隔天起来时，已经是中午1点了。整整睡了14个钟头。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;28.02.09-星期六&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;一整天都觉得很累。头又晕! 应该是昨天睡太久了吧。不过，今天也不赖啊！从凌晨1点睡到隔天11.30am！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;睡了10个钟头！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;29.02.09-星期天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11.30am 起身后，吃早餐，看看电视，中午1点又睡。睡到4点。过后，带Fluffy去“剃光头”。Fluffy 已经变成看似像吉娃娃的狗。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;晚上12点睡，到隔天11点。这一天又睡了14个钟头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308483273579094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauFaWnI4QI/AAAAAAAAADo/MPKst12KaE8/s200/DSC01446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308482939889095106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauFG7hPkcI/AAAAAAAAADg/CSSYNOXX9bg/s200/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7点时，约了Kim,Vicki和Weishyang，看了一部电影—My Bloody Valentine。(可惜，Kim 上班没办法去。） &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Movie Plot (if any of you are interested):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ten years ago, a tragedy changed the town of Harmony forever. Tom Hanniger, an inexperienc&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauGWodnxCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vXKQ-bVDT0g/s1600-h/MY+bloody+valentine+3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308484309163164706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauGWodnxCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vXKQ-bVDT0g/s200/MY+bloody+valentine+3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed coal miner, caused an accident in the tunnels that trapped and killed five men and sent the only survivor, Harry Warden, into a permanent coma. But Harry Warden wanted revenge. Exactly one year later, on Valentine's Day, he woke up...and brutally murdered twenty-two people with a pickaxe before being killed. Ten years later, Tom Hanniger returns to Harmony on Valentine's Day, still haunted by the deaths he caused. Struggling to make amends with his past, he grapples with unresolved feelings for his ex-girlfriend, Sarah, who is now married to his best friend, Axel, the town sheriff. But tonight, after years of peace, something from Harmony's dark past has returned. Wearing a miner's mask and armed with a pickaxe, an unstoppable killer is on the loose. And as his footsteps come ever closer, Tom, Sarah and Axel realize in terror that it just might be Harry Warden who's come back to claim them... (taken from &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_7836.jsp"&gt;http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_7836.jsp&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's not that bad. But.. First few scenes a little bit fake tho. The part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whereby, the head being chopped off, and the whole body slide down, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thought it's kinda funny. Not a wondeful movie,So-so I guess. It's like.. 看了就忘。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you know what? Vicki studying in biomed.. or something else that has SOMETHING to do with Biology. She sat beside me during the movie and while "Harry" was using the axe, chopping and cutting up the bodies, Vicki 这位小姐说“人体构造不是这样的leh.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG! i almost fainted! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vicki! I have to tell you this! 我佩服你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The movie other than being bloody and gory. It has got some nudity too. I'm so being 冤枉！WS and Vicki said that it's becoz of the nudity scenes that's why I suggested to them to watch this movie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308491257873642498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauMrGbTNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QdaurnjdVn0/s400/New+Picture+(1).png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Notice something. WS personal msg wrote " Thanks ah... Alena.. you brought us to another level." OMG. I only know that this movie is bloody. I didnt know it has got nudity. and.. Ws and vicki? Which level are the two of u at before yesterday? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I bet Ws will keep the personal msg on for a few days at least... if his classmates didnt pester him about whether Alena is his 'kim'　（金）. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And while I'm blogging, There's this online guy who talks to me ONLINE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308501335044788114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauV1q0ID5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Su2Ny0CcWP8/s400/pervert+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Do you have a bf?'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is the first thing this zhihui guy at &lt;a href="mailto:zhihui_rockz@hotmail.comguy"&gt;zhihui_rockz@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; will ask. Next, ask for hp no. And then, he will surely ask to meet with all sorts of bloody reason! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308503458470556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauXxRMR80I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cyJApE_Fyqw/s400/p2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How WELL can he stalk someone? I walk in school, he will msg me "i saw you just now. go sch wear so sexy arhs?'' WTF? I wore shorts and t-shirt! HOW SEXY CAN THAT BE? Some other times, he will msg stuff like "I saw you at the pasir ris interchange." or the latest one "I saw you at Downtown east". If he really see me, he could at least say a "hi" and not remain invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308503852139315570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauYILuOgXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rTIXcSBQUpQ/s400/p3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308504486782908962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauYtH9DOiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/g2jOayh_vH0/s400/p4.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;See the above? He is despo till that extend! Guess my number somemore. 早知道，就干脆跟他说那时我的手机号码好了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308505176705677682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauZVSHdOXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6Tq_n7LhVJc/s400/p5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308505960554427106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauaC6Lj8uI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lWZIlZa4BA/s400/p6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Go out at night? yes. with friends only. online friends are other kinds of friends. actually, come to think of it, it doesnt really matter whether online friends or not. What matters is.. this guy here... has been asking me weird qns for the past one year. He doesnt even let me feel safe. Online friends... maybe. That is if they aren't weird weird people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308506281720323330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauaVmnenQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HOt3pQTq3-0/s400/p7.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308507121603806466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SaubGfbThQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yTScfHv0m3o/s400/p8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;THIS is totally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;鸡同鸭讲&lt;/span&gt;！i dont want to quarrel with him, but the way he's leading the convo... just make me feel damn piss off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308507353681975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SaubT__DWFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f7ECtTrb4FI/s400/p9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MONEY! Sure i love money! but mind you. I love myself more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308507955260191810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/Saub3BCedEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Q0Lf5GzJ60w/s400/p10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I really he should go to geylang, it will most probably will make him feel better. At least he can 发泄欲望。 Why stay at home and try to get some girl on bed with him?　He better dont get aids. If he do... then good luck to him.&lt;br /&gt;He totally spoil my day! and... I can assure with you guys that I dont like to speak vulgurities. But he 让我忍不住！ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;在此，我要道个歉。骂了满多不堪入目的字体。是还想骂多一点，不过治标不治本。只希望这些怪人不要再找上门。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3023047507170083311-8857930172683460282?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8857930172683460282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8857930172683460282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8857930172683460282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8857930172683460282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/03/27.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SauFaWnI4QI/AAAAAAAAADo/MPKst12KaE8/s72-c/DSC01446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-153308318412349197</id><published>2009-02-18T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:11:34.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;OMG. exams starting on the 20th Feb and i've got no mood for exams still. HOW HOW HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hmm. I dont think it's so bad lar har. At least I went to school, met up with my classmates to study for FMF... and erm.. a little bit of energy audit? Hopefully I've got enough time to study for my 5 papers. I'm only worried about my last paper cause it's on a Friday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;What's the problem with a paper on friday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The problem is.. I must watch thursday xing guang da dao! lolololol! 8-10pm is a confirm must watch one. this means... i got less time to study for friday's paper. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;加油！好好读书，过后就能休息了！剩一年了。以后要有这样的烦恼也难啊。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-153308318412349197?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/153308318412349197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=153308318412349197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/153308318412349197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/153308318412349197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-602964172900532086</id><published>2009-02-16T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:15:47.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14.2.09- 情人节，valentine's day。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟每年的情人节一样。没有新‘突破’！就是和朋友看看电影之类的。过了这么多年一样的情人节，真是有点闷。突然间不想过情人节了。因为，这个节日越来越普遍，普遍到和普通的每一天一样。如果你问我，就算有男朋友也不过吗？这个问题，我很难回答。现在没有，当然会说不想啊。有的话，当然会期待。不过期待越大，失望越大。如果非得有这个过程，那我宁愿不要期待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年情人节，是有点不一样。的确有真正见过面，认识的人要约我出去，我甚至知到情人节当天他想做什么，不过我早早拒绝了。 说这个是有点突然，不过不可否认真的有那么一点点高兴。因为代表我是有人喜欢的嘛。第一次哦，有人有去用心的去想在情人节当天要为我做什么，满感激的啦。一个成语来形容-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ctCyChengyuAL" href="http://www.chinese-tools.com/chinese/chengyu/dictionary/detail/21806.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;受宠若惊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想一想情人节是个散发爱的节日，不管朋友之间的爱还是情人之间的爱，甚至是家人的爱读可以在这一天散发出来。不如明年照过情人节，明年在家里过吧！哈哈。让我弄个大餐之类的, 只是不知道谁敢吃罢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-602964172900532086?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/602964172900532086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=602964172900532086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/602964172900532086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/602964172900532086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/02/14.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6399344825192282364</id><published>2009-02-11T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:45:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm like so so so blur these few days. Must be too tired with all the projects! 还好這些日子就快過了! All the blur things that I've done made me feel so &gt;&lt;！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1) 7 Feb - 簽唱會&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;我的天! 真是要命啊! 我第一次去签唱會就發生這種事! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我一直覺得黃靖倫blur blur cute cute 的, 沒想到有這么blur! okay. 可能不是blur lar. 只是拿不定主意而已。 原本只是想去签唱會聽聽歌,過過應而已,根本沒想到會有專輯讓他签。專輯也是我媽買的啦,我以為是我媽要給他簽, 買了又叫我上去給他簽! 我怎么敢啦, 站在明星前面跟他握手可不是我会做的事！到头来，我妈和妹都陪我一起上去了。既然專輯都买了那就硬着头皮上去咯。在台下排队时我心里还在想，拜托不要有怪怪的事发生。果然是祸躲不过! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;签唱會通常签完专辑后，都是会握手的嘛。就是这个时候让我想撞墙！黃靖倫把手伸出来对着我，我看见了当然也准备和他握手嘛！没想到在我把手伸出来后，他突然把手伸向我妹那里。我是有看到他手换了方向，不过当下的我没想那么多，就把他的手握住，拉过来对着我然后握手！握完后，我后之后觉傻住了。 我妹也傻住了。我相信黄先生也愣了一秒。我的天啊！只差当下没把OH SHIT讲出来而已! 要不然，真的可以撞墙了。走的时候，头上有隐形的三条线，脸都绿了，却还要装作没事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;现在，我一听到他的歌，就想到当时傻掉的情绪。。。不听又不行啊，好听嘛。。。忍不住想听。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2) 9 Feb - 乱认老爸！？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;地点：淡滨尼 超市Giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;人物：我，妹妹，爸，妈 和 在电话线上的男声。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;逛街逛一半尿急，上厕所尿尿，再回去找我爸妈当然也找不到了，都不知道他们逛到哪了。所以，要找到爸妈最简单的办法就是打电话咯。看着phonebook找"Dad",找到了，打过去了，过了好久也没人接电话。原本要挂电话的我，突然间听到电话通了！还没听到对方说hello, 我就开始说话了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我：喂，爸你在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;男声(停顿了以下）：啊？你叫我爸？&lt;br /&gt;我：。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;妹：你打错是吗？&lt;br /&gt;我：打错？怎么可能？ （看着电话，焕然大悟）&lt;br /&gt;妹：爸爸换电话号码了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;我（对电话）：噢！sorry sorry! 我好像打错电话。&lt;br /&gt;男声：laughing*&lt;br /&gt;我就匆匆挂电话了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;就这两件事，到了今天我妹还在笑我。你说，是不是可恶！？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6399344825192282364?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6399344825192282364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6399344825192282364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6399344825192282364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6399344825192282364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4820636340980437060</id><published>2009-02-04T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:47:23.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>OMG. He is just great! I'll be going for the 簽唱會 with my mum and sis! hahaa. 我想我們都會聽出耳油!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4820636340980437060?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4820636340980437060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4820636340980437060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4820636340980437060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4820636340980437060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-3134582782499938435</id><published>2009-01-30T20:36:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:26:38.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year! MOO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's the fifth day of CNY! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This year CNY not shuang leh. New year period also doing project. I have to return to sch on Wednesday even though my lessons are cancelled. I stayed in the lab for four hours? Until 5pm leh! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanted to buy more new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanted to paint my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanted to have a good rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanted to do all the above before CNY but... I'm just too busy! Before CNY busy jiu suan le. haha. guess what.. Next week got 4 quizzes if i'm not wrong. I'm so busy that... I didnt manage to get anything done! &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I received less ang bao money than the previous few years. Must be recession that caused less ang bao money! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG! 黃靖倫 coming to TP! hahahaha. that's the one &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SYMKGTVWjsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dt29ff-4qTI/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297088690103160514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SYMKGTVWjsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dt29ff-4qTI/s200/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thing I'm happy about! AND i got the tickets to it! 2 somemore! so that kim can come along too. I even took picture of the tickets! But Surprisingly, there are still tickets left on the second day. Maybe he wasn't that popular in Singapore yet. LOL! But.. i just love the way he talk! haha. humorous enough! Plus.. I should really at least go see a concert once while I'm still in poly. haha. seems fun! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is how huge fluffy is-----------&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297085519320522706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SYMHNvP3H9I/AAAAAAAAACw/NfzA1AFs-QY/s200/DSC01247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;長大了!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297085750833607794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SYMHbNs4dHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XeWOvRitxdE/s200/Photo0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take away the cage, and you'll see his cute cute looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-3134582782499938435?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3134582782499938435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=3134582782499938435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3134582782499938435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3134582782499938435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-moo.html' title='Happy new year! MOO..'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SYMKGTVWjsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dt29ff-4qTI/s72-c/DSC01246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7874367882533238609</id><published>2009-01-21T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:22:08.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;phew. Felt so relieved right now because FMF assignment deadline was being extended~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tomorrow is the 23rd of Jan. Originally, it's the deadline for FMF assignment and World Issue consultation 2. And I just started doing both project yesterday. See how bad it is? lol. I even thought of skipping tutorial so as to finish up my FMF. Last night was like already 89% confirm not going cause Wan Ning said she don't feel like going too. By the time it's 22nd of Jan, 3.45pm, I'm like 98% confirm not going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okay. So ended up... Both Wanning and I decided not to go. Ehh... But we manage to have our attendence! haha. Coz.. LWL is a understanding teacher. lol. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*psss.. we sat in class for abt 15 mins nia.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Now.. i can slowly take my time.. finish up my WI consultation proposal.. hope the consulatation session can help me pull up my marks a little. WI is just not my kind of module. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-7874367882533238609?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7874367882533238609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7874367882533238609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7874367882533238609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7874367882533238609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_21.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1154705265770263529</id><published>2009-01-18T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:11:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>說明</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've got a few things to 說明in my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Firstly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yay! congrats to Matthew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;deadline over, means a brand new Matt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Matt, you deserve a better one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Secondly, (No names will be mentioned. So i'll be using "S'',"W" and "K".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;As for the tagboard thingy, I want to make it clear that I didn't accuse that W wrote those sluttish comments. Just in case readers forgot, I said "wahhs? hahaha. i definately hope this sluttish comment has got nothing to do with W. If not... it just shows that we are right. haha. but.. who cares?=)'' in K's blog. As for 'S', it's hard to believe it's not her who wrote such comments. I would like to believe what "W" said about "S", but after reading "S" blog and knowing her capability of 人身攻擊, it's hard for me not to suspect her. Seriously, it doesn't matter who wrote those comments. What's over is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thirdly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It's just too late for another apologising message sent by "W". If "W" really cares about this friendship like she claimed, she would have tried to explain the so-called "misunderstandings'' in the first place and not just leave the whole pile of mess that she created aside. Well.. If "W" tried explaining 2 weeks ago. Perhaps this won't be the ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Regarding to what "S" said in her blog about brain damage due to lack of oxygen, we are only stating the facts with no hard feelings. "Yours truly" means sincerely; in a true manner. Only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;True Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;will tell you your mistakes. But obviously, some people doesn't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;F-U-L-L S-T-O-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-1154705265770263529?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1154705265770263529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1154705265770263529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1154705265770263529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1154705265770263529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='說明'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4717051615075794706</id><published>2009-01-15T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:23:38.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I just want time to stop. So that I can have a good rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4717051615075794706?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4717051615075794706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4717051615075794706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4717051615075794706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4717051615075794706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-want-time-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-666939336180061013</id><published>2009-01-11T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:09:28.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm so broke now. I think I left like $1 plus in my wallet? I seriously need to find a way to get more money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Went out with Kim yesterday. Erm.. We watched College and it's like so 'exposed'? I think they should change the rating from M18 to R21 suan le. hahaha. Ohh. Kim introduced her friends to me. Kenny and Howard. hahaa. Her friends not bad leh... Quite fun to be with. We even went to K box! I would have continue singing till 2 am or 3am if I can stay out late.. But too bad lar. PROJECTS. OMG. Thinking about it makes me feel stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And today, Christopher and I were supposed to meet for dinner coz he pangseh me yesterday! Ask him come join us... don't want come... After that, He called and told me that he might come Orchard and meet me.. Ended up leh.. He went drinking with his friends! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today leh.. Hai wo so kai xin! I thought I can finally see his straightened hair. But... We didnt get to meet cause his friends is with him.. I didnt go cause I'm afraid that i'm the extra one there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ahh!! When can I see his straightened hair!? He said he look a bit like zheng yuan chang with that hair.. o.O So curious sia! Guess I have to wait till tuesday before I might get the chance to see him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-666939336180061013?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/666939336180061013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=666939336180061013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/666939336180061013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/666939336180061013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so-broke-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-701486320175383618</id><published>2009-01-07T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:44:06.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It might not be YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hurray! I passed everything for my term test! That is so unexpected.. I thought i might fail BCM but I got 35 for it! Hmm.. Should work harder. 2A and 2B should not be enough for me. I should strive for a better result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; "Add some more oil arhhs..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is what Matthew always say to me. Don't worry Matt! I will not disappoint you. Erm.. exchange brains? Just in case... i cant do it? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tough times come and go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Results not good enough? Work harder! Be determined! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can't find an ideal group for SIP? Ask around! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Worried that someone selfish comes along? Be alert! Protect myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why worry so much? Why think so much? Let it be... It will soon go back to how it was. I'm not the most unfortunate one...At least i still got true friends. those friends that we rarely meet and still support each other. Think of those who dont even have what i have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shall be a happy girl so that people who love my smile get to see it more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-701486320175383618?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/701486320175383618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=701486320175383618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/701486320175383618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/701486320175383618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-might-not-be-you.html' title='It might not be YOU'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-3721384387450161663</id><published>2009-01-05T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:39:10.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ohh. this is boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;world issue project after school tmr. WORLD ISSUE is just not what i am good in and consultation session this friday leh. jialat lar.. I think arhhs... this semester gpa hard to improve le lar. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Should i go to university after poly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to... but my results.. i think university is just a dream for me. haha. even if i manage to get into it, i think i will struggle to pass bahs. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dont know what is going to happen in the future. I suppose all i can do is... to do my best now. and hopefully i can get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-3721384387450161663?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3721384387450161663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=3721384387450161663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3721384387450161663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3721384387450161663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-4291786267147957829</id><published>2009-01-04T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:37:22.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You dont have to explain anything.. Coz i don't feel like listening to it too. Abt your ex. yes. you can ignore whatever he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. You cried. but so do I. coz i dont feel the care that you claim you gave. if u really care, show it. dont just say it. Do you really think that I feel good by saying all that? I dont even think you know where's your problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-4291786267147957829?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/4291786267147957829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=4291786267147957829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4291786267147957829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/4291786267147957829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-dont-have-to-explain-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-1599626493353853611</id><published>2009-01-03T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:48:34.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to Cinneleisure for the movie Ip man and it's really nice. . esp with the part... the kid cycling and told his dad to fight back. haha. interesting. I miss Kimberly so much..if not because of she is working right now. I think i'll meet her more often. Watching a movie with her is just not enough. We shall go K box some other time and enjoy the sing session! Erm... Maybe on a Sunday? lol! and Kim said she will ask her friends along! haha. That's good. Coz Firstly.. I can know more ppl. Secondly, she said her friends can sing quite well. Thirdly, I can enjoy myself again! 3 in one... why not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got to know so much in a night. A little too much for me to accept the fact. But at least i know the truth. I misunderstood my friend! omg lar. i take back my words. haha. If there's a chance he might read this... i would like to apologise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm glad that he didn't want to lose me as a friend. altho that two had broke up, i didn't thought of jue jiao with him also. Coz to me... i feel that if the both of you had the courage to start a relationship, the both of you should have the courage to end it too. But obviously... someone kept something from me lar. then... ended up lots of misunderstanding going on. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To that someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being selfish in a relationship wont do you good. I told you before. But you didn't want to listen to it and you didn't want to change. Being in a relationship doesn't only mean the guy must pamper you and treat u like a princess. Being in a relationship is to find someone who really love and care about you, and that you are also willing to do something for him. But from what i heard and saw, you only care for yourself. If you really want to find love,you'll have to love someone first before they will love you. This doesn't only applies to you boyfriend. It applies to friendship too and u lacking of it. Are you really being so sincere? I can't help but to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know what you will be thinking after reading this. You'll feel that i'm not understanding enough and that I dont know what you are going through. But... Do you really think for us in the first place? Do you really think that you didnt hurt us at all? I think you have to go home and do some reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never wanted to say this at all. But it seems like... this is never going to change. What's done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-1599626493353853611?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/1599626493353853611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=1599626493353853611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1599626493353853611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/1599626493353853611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-cinneleisure-for-movie-ip-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6081343493635097156</id><published>2008-12-26T01:21:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:39:22.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some pics we took while&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON THE BUS&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPHBB7SptI/AAAAAAAAABc/eu8pFuVFXwY/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283785608346642130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPHBB7SptI/AAAAAAAAABc/eu8pFuVFXwY/s320/DSC01222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPGd5q6k6I/AAAAAAAAABU/jvLnHg1G7xI/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283785004835050402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPGd5q6k6I/AAAAAAAAABU/jvLnHg1G7xI/s320/DSC01212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPFkc9pCYI/AAAAAAAAABM/kaG7y8F-niw/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283784017876420994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPFkc9pCYI/AAAAAAAAABM/kaG7y8F-niw/s320/DSC01204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPFRW_EGkI/AAAAAAAAABE/lzUyklidzmw/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283783689854261826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPFRW_EGkI/AAAAAAAAABE/lzUyklidzmw/s320/DSC01198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283783370438178418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPE-xEVdnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WzI4gNsNLcw/s320/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went out with Wendy to Orchard on Christmas Eve.. and the streets where crowded. A five minutes walk took us half an hour to get through. Worst still... we are being pushed through NOT walk through. Ahh.. well... Christmas eve... what can I expect? At least i can feel the joy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Too bad Kimberly and Weishyang cant make it. If not.. We will be able to have more fun with them around. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ohh~ and Recently... I curl my hair at home and i'm quite surprise with the results. LOL! not bad lar... haha. A totally different feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is how i look like with curls:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283789614811963106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPKqPLD3uI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ib2H4XQdgDE/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283792082240311410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPM53D0kHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/60GDKssHWsw/s320/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283792510284730242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPNSxpkD4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/k06S1-vfd1k/s320/DSC01093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Perhaps I should go for a perm instead of a rebonding the next time i go to the salon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6081343493635097156?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6081343493635097156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6081343493635097156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6081343493635097156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6081343493635097156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-went-out-with-wendy-to.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SVPHBB7SptI/AAAAAAAAABc/eu8pFuVFXwY/s72-c/DSC01222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-662035008005097105</id><published>2008-12-18T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:23:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BBQ on Christmas eve? that should be fun! Now all i need is more money for presents!&lt;/em&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-662035008005097105?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/662035008005097105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=662035008005097105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/662035008005097105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/662035008005097105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbq-on-christmas-eve-that-should-be-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-5317344009824369674</id><published>2008-12-17T17:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:54:51.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should be the last gathering you'll find me there. haha. Hmm.. Feels a little weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;fish soup&lt;/strong&gt; suits me better than &lt;strong&gt;pizza hut&lt;/strong&gt;. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not feeling very well right now. I think i caught a cold while standing outside pizza hut waiting for seats for one hour plus. I wanted to take pictures with Vicki and Weishyang yesterday de leh.. but then i'm just too ill till i forgot. Ohh.... and Weishyang told me he got diarrhoea in school today coz he ate the pineapple chunks in the pizza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wth? lol! i thought he gave me all the pineapple he can find in his pizza already? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. hmm...I caught a cold and Weishyang got diarrhoea. I wonder what happened to Vicki. I hope she's alright... if she tio this kind of weird weird thing arhhs... then all i can say is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class gathering&lt;strong&gt; IS TOTALLY&lt;/strong&gt; a wrong choice for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohh. and... Weishyang and Vicki are right to say that Raheel planning skills cmi. One hour plus sia. I broke my own record by being so patient. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas is coming. Isn't it supposed to be a happy festive season? Why am i not feeling happy? I know the reason why.. Cause i'm lost. Another year is soon gonna be over and i've not done anything great. How happy can i get?&lt;/span&gt; &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/3023047507170083311-5317344009824369674?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/5317344009824369674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=5317344009824369674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5317344009824369674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/5317344009824369674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/should-be-last-gathering-youll-find-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-8242595057114888660</id><published>2008-12-15T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:22:23.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went out with my family for movie yesterday. We watched "The day the Earth stood still" and the movie is like so-so only. I expected it to be somewhat somehow thrilling but it's kinda disappointing. Luckily movie tickets are free so it wasnt so bad yet. I cant imagine if we bought the tickets... I think it will be somehow a waste of money.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We wanted to eat at the Sakura International buffet restuarant but then.. whole restuarant is FULL! ended up... We had the shortest buffet in aranda restuarant in the aranda country club. The whole restuarant like ALMOST empty lar. I think maybe only two tables occupied? It's like as we be booked the whole restuarant like that. lol! Maybe the ala-carte menu has more dishes bahs. well... the enviroment is not bad lar...quite nicely decorated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some pictures taken yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047922520269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUZ_nFLcINI/AAAAAAAAAA0/21zRWXdmVBI/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dear mummy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280044996589709922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUZ88xPO6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NCUQdmCLNQs/s320/Image109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Whole restuarant empty sia. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUZqzVFV5VI/AAAAAAAAAAc/82kjldKbngQ/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280025043203908946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUZqzVFV5VI/AAAAAAAAAAc/82kjldKbngQ/s320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nvm the buffet and movie. at least it's a quality family day. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IT'S SO BORING TO STAY AT HOME! CAN ANYONE ASK ME OUT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-8242595057114888660?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/8242595057114888660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=8242595057114888660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8242595057114888660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/8242595057114888660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-out-with-my-family-for-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUZ_nFLcINI/AAAAAAAAAA0/21zRWXdmVBI/s72-c/Image111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-7016722033222282920</id><published>2008-12-15T02:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:46:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you mean it's my fault?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I told you not to wait. I told u i can't give you anything. I told you i can't guarantee anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know what i mean. You should know chances are slim. You should know i won't change my mind that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Valentines? Nah. Didnt thought of celebrating it next year. At least i didn't thought of celebrating with the wrong person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I told you the truth.. but you won't want to listen to it.. and you said "I've got nothing to talk to you". What's that suppose to mean?&lt;em&gt; My fault?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;also, if u really need a lending ear... i will listen to you. but please dont try and seek attention by giving me an unhappy expression. I'm concerned about you that's why i asked but all you will tell me is ''nothing''. If that's the case, please dont show me that bloody expression... coz that only makes me ask questions that u wont want to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;such games aren't fun, stop it.&lt;/span&gt; &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/3023047507170083311-7016722033222282920?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/7016722033222282920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=7016722033222282920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7016722033222282920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/7016722033222282920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-mean-its-my-fault.html' title='do you mean it&apos;s my fault?'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-3891140611493245183</id><published>2008-12-14T01:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:27:35.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally term test week is over!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i thought all 4 papers would be quite alright for me. At least... i thought all 4 papers sure can pass one. but... i think my last paper hopeless lar. Section B2 15 marks gone. B1 think lost a few marks here and there... MCQ dont know correct or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and guess what? i sacrifice my beauty sleep for that bloody paper. Ended up leh, those that i can remember de didnt come out in the term test. OMG lar. really dont know how to an wei myself that i can pass that paper. i feel DEPRESS after the paper lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUP9oSYtHrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmYGWpdnTIQ/s1600-h/ling,li_and_me_%3Dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279342056780406450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUP9oSYtHrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmYGWpdnTIQ/s320/ling,li_and_me_%3Dp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily... i went out with wendy and her classmates yesterday after the term test... haha.it made me feel so much better lar. At least i laughed. didnt expect that at all and quite fun lehs. LOL! Not bad lar. Plus some of her classmates can sing not bad leh. I seriously enjoyed myself with the singing, especially the so called da he chang! haha. Think i really sing a little too much. thoat a little sore le. must eat honey for the next few days. =))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUP-VbTqpaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Zfz7BsrMuuc/s1600-h/KTV_%3DP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279342832269305250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUP-VbTqpaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Zfz7BsrMuuc/s320/KTV_%3DP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After all those singing. we had our dinner at Bedok hawker center. It's been such a long time since i eat there lar. haha. kinda miss the chicken rice there...but the funny thing is.. we ordered congee instead of the chicken rice. hmm. that reminds me.. Ms ailing gave birth to her baby boy le. and... we havent got the chance to visit her until now. maybe find one day out of the two week holidays? Shall see when we are free bahs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ohh! yahs. still got example two got to write about leh. aiiya. that example even worst than example one lar. i feel so pity for the two kids. somemore we are relatives leh. their dad really sucks to the core.. haiiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but i tired liao. tmr then continue lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright...&lt;/em&gt;I'M OFF TO BED &lt;em&gt;for now!&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/3023047507170083311-3891140611493245183?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/3891140611493245183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=3891140611493245183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3891140611493245183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/3891140611493245183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s OVER!'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SUP9oSYtHrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmYGWpdnTIQ/s72-c/ling,li_and_me_%3Dp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-2634490171957980604</id><published>2008-12-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:58:29.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day fluffy meets weishyang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;why am i here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANS: i dont know. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe to write down how fluffy meet Weishyang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And how Weishyang is so confirm that it's his charm that made fluffy pee once fluffy see him. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay lame. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Actually... it's just that.. there are too many things that happened recently. and... i need a way to write out all my thoughts. as for fluffy and weishyang.. hmm. wait till i got the happy and hyper mood then write lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-2634490171957980604?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/2634490171957980604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=2634490171957980604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2634490171957980604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/2634490171957980604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-fluffy-meets-weishyang.html' title='the day fluffy meets weishyang.'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023047507170083311.post-6808299145210378925</id><published>2008-12-08T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:39:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is fairytale that mesmerizing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lol. two more examples for me. I think that's to remind me to THINK twice before falling into the 'fairytale' trap. how great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;EXAMPLE 1:&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago, i'm so envy of them.&lt;br /&gt;right now?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i envy myself.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;ANS: cause i'm lucky enough not to feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont know what to say about it lar. both are my friends. and... it's their relationship. i've got no rights to interfere... but.. hey. my jie mei is hurt now leh. and... 'move on + sorry' is all what the guy know how to say? I'm not the zhu jiao in this failed fairytale and i dont know what exactly happened... i dont think i'll ever get to know how the two of them feels. But as a peng you, as a wai ren... I just feel that.. it's a bit irresponsible to just bu yi wei ran to say move on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;''har? u mean... that few months of AI DAO YAO SI means nothing much?'' I thought you said the only person you wanted to settle down with, is HER? and... now?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, you said you dont feel like being tied down... and it's better for the both of u to JUST BE FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I thought u were like so sure about it the last time round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just too many things that made me think that... you are just trying to give excuses for yourself so that you wont feel so much of a guilt. I think we all know what's happening. You just changed.. from the inside out. everything. maybe it's coz of THAT girl, maybe it's not. i dont know. ALL i know is.. you can't put your pride down and openly admit you've change. maybe you should think twice about getting another girl as your gf. maybe your mum's right. you will end up hurting another girl.. which you just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next girl that might be your gf.. i just hope that... you are determined enough with your decision. first mistake can be forgiven... however, if the second one ended up like the first. THERE's no more excuses. NO GIRL should deserve to go through such pain coz of ur selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might get to see what i wrote. and.. it's really my xiang fa lar. i cant deny that "YES i'm quite pissed off right now.''&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S because.. your theory and mine wont be able to agree with each other. your theory doesnt make sense anyway. i think anyone who read your blog and knew what u said, will know what i mean. read ur own blog again. You've alr asked yourself... " ARE FRIENDS MEANT TO BE LIKE THAT?''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But like what i say... It's none of my business. do what you think are right. and... no hard feelings. i still take you as my friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;omg. getting headache alr. shall continue the second story some other time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gotta study for my term test tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3023047507170083311-6808299145210378925?l=lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/feeds/6808299145210378925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3023047507170083311&amp;postID=6808299145210378925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6808299145210378925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3023047507170083311/posts/default/6808299145210378925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingdontwanttoknow.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-fairytale-that-mesmerizing.html' title='is fairytale that mesmerizing?'/><author><name>Alena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01447470645439130672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STLfHZ1gxzY/SWIZyB2gIgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v_KnoeSqc4c/S220/DSC01170.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
