<?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-9537356</id><updated>2011-09-04T07:57:21.811+08:00</updated><category term='Makan'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Gatherings'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>= stone's diary =</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5909836952113223142</id><published>2007-03-22T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:26:04.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my tooth ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;my tooth ache&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ulcers. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should stop eating the spicy food. had been gorging myself silly with fish curry, mutton curry and chicken curry in two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果连身活的目标都不同。。我很难想象以后的日子会怎样。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5909836952113223142?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7992334939520917515</id><published>2007-03-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:03:53.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;where are u?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me sentimental.. the bus went past o' sajc, psa building, west coast park, ginza plaza.. i'm reminded of a friend all these while. silly us will meet up at the wulu park to fly kite, cycle, listen to the polluted sea breeze, snatch territory with the kids in the playground. just to pass some time.. sometimes, i took out my hp, went to the message box, thinking what to write to her. but eventually, i give up.. cus i dun really have the courage to write anymore. we are not as strong as we perceived each other to be. sometimes, i really hope she'll be there to listen to me when i'm down. but when i turned around to look for her, i realised she has more urgent matters to take care of. i'm not angry at her for not telling me. but i'm angry at myself for not being there for her when she.. needs me. there's so much things i wanna tell u.. but there are also so many things i can't say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7992334939520917515?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7992334939520917515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7992334939520917515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7992334939520917515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it every time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-1912228907059166457?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/1912228907059166457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=1912228907059166457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1912228907059166457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1912228907059166457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-can-run-away-from-it-once.html' title='i can run away from it once..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-924613017159890327</id><published>2007-03-19T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:13:31.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;finally&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this habit of reading peoples' nicks on msn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i've found out.. so for fun, i shamelessly tagged along the 'trend' too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/finally.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;one thing in common, we all work in the same project&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so finally.... the weekend is over.. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-924613017159890327?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/924613017159890327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=924613017159890327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/924613017159890327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/924613017159890327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Now I know what's my mom's cane is for. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting too comfortable in life is no good. When setbacks hit me, I flustered. I think I've forgotten how to pia already. That, I think it's very sad. Because I'm not doing justice to everyone. Of course, I won't wanna sit down and do nothing. For a start, I've been trying hard to sleep &lt;s&gt;early&lt;/s&gt; earlier during the weekdays! (except 2 weekdays when sleeping late is necessary.) You heard it right! Sleep early! I found it my concentration level has gotten a bit better because of more zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippets of words from this work week:&lt;br /&gt;"I think you look more alert now with your new (flat) hair" (professional image can still be achieved with jeans, teeshirt and straighthair! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your eyes very jia lat" (i rem cus i rcv this everytime..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your eyes (rings) look lighter now" (happy to hear but i slept at 3am last night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought I'm late or my watch spoilt when I saw you on the bus" (nb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your tau nau pai? You are talking like a different person." (nb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thumbs up" (i learn there is another meaning to it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"give CK food" (is a never ending task)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..the problem lies between the computer and the chair.." (nb!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sex and Violence" (is it true that all movies have these now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sodomy" (cheem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-3503487081207237067?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/3503487081207237067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=3503487081207237067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3503487081207237067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3503487081207237067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/old-self.html' title='old self'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-260781221582002701</id><published>2007-03-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:23:07.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not used to it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;i'm not used to it..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is not an excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-260781221582002701?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-8548516956429569109</id><published>2007-03-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:40:06.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm flat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;i'm flat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-8548516956429569109?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/8548516956429569109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=8548516956429569109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8548516956429569109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8548516956429569109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-flat.html' title='i&apos;m flat.'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-8792011748567479899</id><published>2007-03-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:48:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is just soooo stupid..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;this is just soooo stupid..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you just stop it? i was so blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lines between the good and bad, the right and wrong.. have become ridiculously thinner.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh, everyone has the rights to guess, assume and conclude. but remember, you could be wrong. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-8792011748567479899?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/8792011748567479899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=8792011748567479899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8792011748567479899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8792011748567479899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-just-soooo-stupid.html' title='this is just soooo stupid..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5142523657399262046</id><published>2007-03-06T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:26:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once a stoney, always a stoney</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;once a stoney, always a stoney&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed my name and this is what i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My japanese name is &lt;b&gt;&amp;#30707;&amp;#20024; Ishimaru (round stone) &amp;#27497; Ayumi (walk, deeper meaning: walk your own way)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969/"&gt;Take your real japanese name generator! today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/"&gt;Name Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5142523657399262046?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5142523657399262046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5142523657399262046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5142523657399262046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5142523657399262046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/once-stoney-always-stoney.html' title='once a stoney, always a stoney'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-213838459072042272</id><published>2007-03-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:13:38.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;ehhh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longest breath wins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling wu liao.. haha i gave up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-213838459072042272?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/213838459072042272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=213838459072042272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/213838459072042272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/213838459072042272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/ehhh.html' title='ehhh'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5713348973641437923</id><published>2007-03-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:45:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy with new shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;happy with new shoes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.. charles and keith are having sales now. Having great discounts on their higher heels.  but as a non-high-heels lover, i opted for a pair of normal pink metallic slip-ons instead. will have a hard time match it with clothes but heck, but mismatching is a style too! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out with christine and found out that she has more shoes than me!!!! haha.. great job, christine. kept wondering how's she doing. hope she's fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went blading with hc, hocky and wgw. actually wgw didnt blade. he just stood by his bicycle and watch us... (it's like waiting for the perfect moment for us to fall!! evil wg!) haha.. anyway, really thank wgw for taking care of our things and the other 2 guys for being.. err... sporty! yay~ my 2nd blading session. now now, who's on for the next one?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5713348973641437923?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5713348973641437923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5713348973641437923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5713348973641437923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5713348973641437923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-with-new-shoes.html' title='happy with new shoes'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5050120848913766072</id><published>2007-02-28T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:44:28.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i sing away my blues?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;can i sing away my blues?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5050120848913766072?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5050120848913766072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5050120848913766072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5050120848913766072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5050120848913766072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/can-i-sing-away-my-blues.html' title='can i sing away my blues?'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2815989375076768721</id><published>2007-02-28T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:32:44.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>hello blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;hello blues&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is i spent 1 hour writing out a nasty entry to delete it away after shower. &lt;small&gt;ok lah, my shower isn't very short too.. :p&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who had been my aunt or uncle agony. Appreciated it a lot lot. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2815989375076768721?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2815989375076768721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2815989375076768721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2815989375076768721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2815989375076768721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-blues.html' title='hello blues'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7957183813293211394</id><published>2007-02-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:35:36.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Save, Shop and Splurge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Save, Shop and Splurge!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the damage done in &lt;s&gt;half&lt;/s&gt; a day shopping at DFS galleria..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heartpains* but secretly feeling very satisfied. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no bags, no clothes, no shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the small small things that can add up to &lt;i&gt;abit&lt;/i&gt; over $100.. but i strongly believe that the stuffs i bought there are cheaper than outside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/dfsbsbrlprm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;brush bought from body shop, mini RL romance bought from lucky plaza&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7957183813293211394?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7957183813293211394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7957183813293211394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7957183813293211394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7957183813293211394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/save-shop-and-splurge.html' title='Save, Shop and Splurge!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7296440253633719506</id><published>2007-02-16T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:06:19.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you belong to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;you belong to me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first heard this song on ally mcbeal.. loved it to bits, also used to copy the lyrics out for a friend to share it with her. eh no, she doesn't belong to me. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the pyramids around the Nile&lt;br /&gt;Watch the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;From the tropic isle&lt;br /&gt;Just remember darling&lt;br /&gt;All the while&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the market place&lt;br /&gt;In old Algiers&lt;br /&gt;Send me photographs and souvenirs&lt;br /&gt;Just remember&lt;br /&gt;When a dream appears&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so alone without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be lonesome too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly the ocean&lt;br /&gt;In a silver plane&lt;br /&gt;See the jungle&lt;br /&gt;When it's wet with rain&lt;br /&gt;Just remember till&lt;br /&gt;You're home again&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll be so alone without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be lonesome too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly the ocean&lt;br /&gt;In a silver plane&lt;br /&gt;See the jungle&lt;br /&gt;When it's wet with rain&lt;br /&gt;Just remember till&lt;br /&gt;You're home again&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was casually browsing american idol on youtube and watched Sherman from season 6 sang this for his wife. She died of cancer, 2 days before his audition.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it really hard for a person to realize that everyone's time is equally precious?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threeee times liao. u tell me, how i feel? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a bad year for female water pigs. easily irritated, impatient, weak. I'm not asking to be excused. but.. just beware!! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7296440253633719506?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7296440253633719506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7296440253633719506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7296440253633719506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7296440253633719506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-belong-to-me.html' title='you belong to me'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-1707914129673905062</id><published>2007-02-13T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:55:49.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>badminton!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Happy Friendship Day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt my respiratory system is working good again after badminton practice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friendship Day everyone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/friendship.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-1707914129673905062?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/1707914129673905062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=1707914129673905062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1707914129673905062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1707914129673905062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/badminton.html' title='badminton!!~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-8074274712097793388</id><published>2007-02-12T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:32:16.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny shopping!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;cny shopping!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super duper early, stomachache, zw coincidentally saw me at queenstown mrt bstop on his bus ride to work, late, slow bumpy 195, ran (amazingly i still can run) to the meeting place, stopped, answered a call, continued brisk walking, and slow bumpy bus ride to the factory visits again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died of travel sickness and I'm suffering from serious vitamin M deficiency now. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least, i know mom is super pleased with the goodies i bought and brought home. that should save me from around 1 week of lecture? hehs. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-8074274712097793388?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/8074274712097793388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=8074274712097793388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8074274712097793388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8074274712097793388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-shopping.html' title='cny shopping!!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7591397304633749334</id><published>2007-02-11T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:30:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo~ seduce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;woooo~ seduce!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cuddle and save the world!! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7591397304633749334?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7591397304633749334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7591397304633749334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7591397304633749334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7591397304633749334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/wooo-seduce.html' title='wooo~ seduce!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5928714195480888395</id><published>2007-02-11T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:47:41.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>like water... spilling out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;like water... spilling out...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem i couldn't be happier when i graduated from sajc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, it was a place where i dun feel a sense of belonging at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt out casted, neglected and all sorta negativities. if not for the nice people like rushan, suz, christine and rina (plus some others, but i think the 4 of them accompanied the most thru out that 2 years), i don't think i can survive my 2 years there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the 1st 3 months in sajc wasn't that bad. it was the times after all my close new friends left the school. i was like thrown into a sea of unknown and struggled very hard to stay alive. it's like i'm released from hell when i graduated. i thought i would never miss my jc life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but while i was &lt;s&gt;forced to pack my room becus i needa clear up for the ants i've killed&lt;/s&gt; packing my room last night, i stumbled upon a bag of old postcards and a diary shared between rushan and me. As I flipped through the pages and postcards one by one, memories came oozing back. It tasted bitterly sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/IMG_1160.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;this bag, as it's labeled, should only contains memories from sajc&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/IMG_1162.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I always thought i'm out casted then. But I think it was me whom repelled the people away from me.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my time, the angel and mortal games between junior J1 and senior J2 were errr... rather rampant. hah. I still felt ticklish when I saw my mortal's old polyclinic outpatient appointment card. because his chinese name sounds like $1, he 'thoughtfully' gave me an angpow during CNY and asked me to &lt;i&gt;try using him&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha.. very funny. I can't rem what I do to him in return. I bet it's nothing as innovative as his. my angel was very nice too.. but sadly, i cannot remember his name or how he looks like anymore. :( (ohh i saw my mortal in ntu before but he jitao gave me a blur look when i approached him. yes, it's very embarrassing.. :x) I have Yifeng's xmas card and postcards too. I've forgotten that she had kidnapped my mickey mouse tee until i read the postcards. She's such a sunny and cheerful girl. I remembered she won the beach girl contest or what and I was genuinely very proud of her!! :D Haha.. this is getting a bit long and thus i shall not go on from here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized, I don't hate my jc like I thought i did. I was actually very lucky to be able to experience the lovelydovely sajc environment and gotta do all the girly stuffs before i entered a course of masculine nature. sigh. It's the place where helped my character to grow a little bit stronger. But I think i grew weaker after that. :x I was more alive in jc than anywhere else. :x oh well, i'm packing the postcards back to where they belonged to. You know, i just have a soft spot for these memories. I even dreamt of Jialan (nicknamed jialat and one of the close new friend who left sajc after 3 mths) last night. Hah. Just scribbling. Time to say.. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5928714195480888395?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5928714195480888395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5928714195480888395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5928714195480888395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5928714195480888395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/flipping-thru-old-postcards.html' title='like water... spilling out...'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-1839951641316898403</id><published>2007-02-11T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T15:14:50.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>a trip to chinatown before CNY~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;a trip to chinatown before CNY~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.. lotsa samplings.. it's almost like tw again... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/Chinatown%20CNY%202007/NewChinatown_skyline.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/Chinatown%20CNY%202007/NewChinatown_stores.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/Chinatown%20CNY%202007/NewChinatown_walkways.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/Chinatown%20CNY%202007/NewChinatown_byebye.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-1839951641316898403?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/1839951641316898403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=1839951641316898403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1839951641316898403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1839951641316898403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/trip-to-chinatown-before-cny.html' title='a trip to chinatown before CNY~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-1851528331448753789</id><published>2007-02-08T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:27:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;aku&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ish saw alot of akus in people's msn nicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku only know aku means I in aku's context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku only wanna say satu thing in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ish really sick of falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Screamssss* Aku wanna be healthy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm alittle lazy to blog about taiwan at the moment. need more photos and inspirations i guess. :p some photos can be found at myspace cus mymultiply is damn slow in uploading the pics. but mymultiply has better resolutions. ah well, if i'm conscientious enough, u can find the photos in both places. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-1851528331448753789?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/1851528331448753789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=1851528331448753789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1851528331448753789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1851528331448753789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/aku.html' title='aku'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-6721235115113054632</id><published>2007-02-07T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:27:43.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fortune cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;fortune cookie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dragged my foot to the office today. Not just because my holidays is over. I was feeling sick when i woke up this morning - sore throat, achy muscles, upset stomach, stiff neck, nauseous. I was very tempted to take mc. But still ended up being here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around to distribute food and chatted abit about taiwan. I've forgotten that i've deleted the photos in my one-and-only working sd card and brought it to work. 2 of the other cards are giving me problems but i'm still feeling hopeful that they might be retrievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a fortune cookie at work and guess what does the note say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Holiday is over. Time for work again."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true that it became a little eerie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for those curious minded people, the cookies are found available at most guardian stores. Ohh.. each note comes with a 4 digit number too.. *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-6721235115113054632?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/6721235115113054632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=6721235115113054632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6721235115113054632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6721235115113054632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/02/fortune-cookie.html' title='fortune cookie'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7890128678310441945</id><published>2007-01-22T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:52:43.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a simple dinner isn't that simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;when a simple dinner isn't that simple&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just coincidental or what? well.. isn't it better not to know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7890128678310441945?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7890128678310441945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7890128678310441945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7890128678310441945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7890128678310441945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-simple-dinner-isnt-that-simple.html' title='when a simple dinner isn&apos;t that simple'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-6135869874604889881</id><published>2007-01-21T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:05:16.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;weird dream&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on a lrt ride, late, wishing that the ride will speed up. it really did.. overshot the terminal at cck, causing the train to fall off the track. train tumbled, ppl screamed. i'm still alive. then.. i heard my phone ringing and woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-6135869874604889881?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/6135869874604889881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=6135869874604889881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6135869874604889881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6135869874604889881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird-dream.html' title='weird dream'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-1054009774626927834</id><published>2007-01-21T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:42:21.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><title type='text'>Play Eat Eat Shop Eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Play Eat Eat Shop Eat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs. I'm gonna blog abt badminton again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rebellious and attitude, I refused to sleep early on a friday night. I know I got a practice in the morning. But I was hoping I can skip it becus it's quite off to travel all the way to telok blangah just for a 2 hour badminton session. But luckily colleague is nice enough to give some of us a lift there. Not too bad. I thought I will be in a super stoney state while playing. But in the end, I thought I did satisfactorily. Less sleep, more luck? Some Y theory from ys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, morning exercise is good. fresh air and made u less sleepy and more alert. good leh. i reached home at 1pm, ate and fell asleep on sofa. woke up bathed and quickly set off to meet christine at orchard!! it's so nice to meet up with one of my favourite friends. :) but the laughter isn't complete without that #*%#@(^$ suz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i read or talk about mountains, i'll think of the adventurous times at mt ophir. memories flowing back. i can only smile back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-1054009774626927834?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/1054009774626927834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=1054009774626927834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1054009774626927834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/1054009774626927834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/play-eat-eat-shop-eat.html' title='Play Eat Eat Shop Eat'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-9213696681903274368</id><published>2007-01-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:54:46.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><title type='text'>Hi hi eat eat pool pool~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Hi hi eat eat poo-l&lt;/small&gt; poo-l~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Jan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Met up with some of the krabi gang, and some of the soon-to-be taiwan gang for dinner and mind cafe after work. And also took this opportunity to congratulate ah bren &lt;s&gt;that she is 1 year older&lt;/s&gt; in person. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at thai express is value for $$. Nice food! Hot and spiceeeey~~ I like! :D~ There were some hiccups as HF forgot to bring her HP. Poor gal walked to-fro to look for us. Luckily she called her mom to find out my number. Mind cafe @ dohby ghaut was packed even though we have already made our reservations beforehand. We reached there at 9pm although our bookings was being pushed back to 9.15.. (the person told us 9.20pm when we reached there.. NBNBNBNB). Anyway, he said he will call. But he never. NB right? Stupid guy shouldn't make the promise to call when he can't keep it (obvious that their business is toooo good to care about us). Don't care! I'm boycotting the branch at dohby ghaut. Reacted strongly now because i was thinking how he made 8 of us wandered along the streets of selegie that night. ARGHHHH I wanna bite him! Argghhh.. he should have at least called to appease us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No contingency plans. Hence, we walked to the dao huey shop and proceeded to play billiard and pool. Billiard..... sucks. I shouldn't have made the stupid comment that the pool table is too small. What the hell was I thinking then. Sorry peeeple. We decided to play pool after everyone gave up on billiard. But is it just me or what? i find it's so much easier to play pool after playing billiard!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs.. saw eva during the transition from billiard to pool. Nothing much, just thought it's been almost 2 years since i've met her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, although we didn't get to play at mind cafe, it's still fun. At least, i know some people were rather entertained by the lollipop i gave ah bren. Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-9213696681903274368?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/9213696681903274368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=9213696681903274368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/9213696681903274368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/9213696681903274368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-hi-eat-eat-pool-pool.html' title='Hi hi eat eat pool pool~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-3093471572359424932</id><published>2007-01-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:32:08.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>i must do something about..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;i must do something about..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh not really bad news. but i found my pants are getting tighter and tighter these days. arms are getting thicker. face rounder. and :( while gonna brush teeth, i found some seaweed was stuck between my tooth since lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to deposit a toothbrush at my cubicle. HUMPHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-3093471572359424932?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/3093471572359424932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=3093471572359424932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3093471572359424932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3093471572359424932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-must-do-something-about.html' title='i must do something about..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-8784418601700113989</id><published>2007-01-18T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:19:53.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>vivo shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;vivo shopping!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 small bags of goods. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happied from retail shopping~ Heh.. it's quite nice to shop alone sometimes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh!! the thought of shopping with hua after work at vivo is quite exciting too!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must wait until she moved onto her new job first. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-8784418601700113989?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/8784418601700113989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=8784418601700113989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8784418601700113989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/8784418601700113989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/vivo-shopping.html' title='vivo shopping!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-6361954212588630527</id><published>2007-01-18T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:13:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nana 33</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;nana 33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long wait, i've finally caught it on youtube just now. Quite slow paced until the last part where he proposed. Then i moved on to the comments people posted online. Nobu is going to have a new gf later!! :( My heart breaks again cus I thought both of them are really cute together. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-6361954212588630527?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/6361954212588630527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=6361954212588630527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6361954212588630527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6361954212588630527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/nana-33.html' title='nana 33'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2880595301776453025</id><published>2007-01-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:54:33.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>badminton practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;badminton practice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept a lot last night. Don't know why so many people still say I looked tired in the morning. *frowns* I thought I was feeling more tired on monday morning. perhaps, they have nothing to talk to me? Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for badminton practice again. I could still feel the strain in my left butt and right foot. Esp, my right foot. Now, even my back is aching. Felt really old. Then the expert told me the way I play looks weird to him. :( sadder. but nvm, I rather him say now so I know where to correct myself. :D There will be another practice on saturday morning. Quite sian actually, because I might be staying out late on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. i can't stand my stench now. tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2880595301776453025?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2880595301776453025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2880595301776453025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2880595301776453025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2880595301776453025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/badminton-practice.html' title='badminton practice'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2058307645609364306</id><published>2007-01-16T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:32:09.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stepping on my foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;stepping on my foot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm not irritated enough when I didn't get enough sleep, this lady in long skirt stepped on my poor little toe while we were on the train ride to work. Really NB. Argh.. &lt;s&gt;I screamed out in pain&lt;/s&gt; I let out a loud "ouchhhhh" when she stepped on my toe. Bloody painful. I thought my toe has broken into 2. So I took a look at it. Nothing unusual. But the pain persisted. Took a 2nd look. I could see a line forming on my injured toe. And by the time i took a 3rd look, blood is oozing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, the lady was really apologetic then. But it was so painful that i couldn't bring myself to reply a "it's ok" back. Didn't do anything to make her feel better. I just ignored her and focused on my injury. Hehs. Kinda bad lar. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh... i'm glad that my toe nail didn't come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2058307645609364306?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2058307645609364306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2058307645609364306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2058307645609364306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2058307645609364306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/stepping-on-my-foot.html' title='stepping on my foot'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7430078447109243088</id><published>2007-01-14T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T03:21:12.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>很想说。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;很&lt;b&gt;想&lt;/b&gt;说。。&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;姐妹们， 你们到底死去哪里了?!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7430078447109243088?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7430078447109243088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7430078447109243088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7430078447109243088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7430078447109243088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='很想说。。'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-4033240625440253183</id><published>2007-01-14T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:37:14.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>the birthday boys~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;the birthday boys~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we celebrated Meow's birthday by having porridge lunch buffet at tiong bahru plaza. Saturday, we celebrated SoonHeng's birthday by having dinner at xin wang jiao cha chan ting and then adjourned to having a mind-stimulating session at minds cafe. In many ways, I felt really &lt;s&gt;in debt&lt;/s&gt; grateful to these two people. They are one of the nicest (in their own ways) people I met in the building. Both helped me out in a lot of areas. &lt;small&gt;Of course, there are also other nice people lah.. but it's their bday week. so ermm.. yalah..&lt;/small&gt; WooHooo~~ Happy Birthday guys~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had fun today playing the board games at minds cafe. like the past, i don't like strategy games. Becus I don't know who will I offend when I become a little aggressive. So, reaction game is still my fav~~~ &lt;small&gt;though, i'm not as fast as i think.......&lt;/small&gt; Anyway, we ate and played until past midnight. Thanks to BTiang for sending me home afterwards. I felt very pai seh because it's not really on the way. Ehh.. maybe it's really time to learn how to drive and save up for a car. Ehh.. but i think that will still take some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-4033240625440253183?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/4033240625440253183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=4033240625440253183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/4033240625440253183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/4033240625440253183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthday-boys.html' title='the birthday boys~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7854442350348734137</id><published>2007-01-12T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:04:19.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffy nose stuffy nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;stuffy nose stuffy nose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away.. go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made my nose sensitive to dust that came from the new old shelves and cabinet in my cubicle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候，我感觉自己是个怪胎。我很害怕过得太快乐。因为快乐结束时，是会伤心的。可是hor！！伤心结束时，并不会每次感到快乐。怪怪的。反正从小到大，回忆越甜，现实越酸。是悲观吧。。 我会努力学会得比较潇洒一点。哈！不过，如果得努力一辈子的话。。。 那我就看着办吧~ 啦啦啦~~~ 我是可以潇洒的hor!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7854442350348734137?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7854442350348734137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7854442350348734137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7854442350348734137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7854442350348734137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuffy-nose-stuffy-nose.html' title='stuffy nose stuffy nose'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-613183797824539177</id><published>2007-01-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:44:54.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st badminton match</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;1st badminton match&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ended unexpectedly fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could hardly attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left butt (not ks) is suffering from bruises because i tried too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opponents are strong and was a bit lenient on us already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we still lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good game though because this is nothing like the practices we had. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenging.. but i like!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-613183797824539177?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/613183797824539177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=613183797824539177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/613183797824539177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/613183797824539177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-badminton-match.html' title='1st badminton match'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-7189429336118409172</id><published>2007-01-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:34:31.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting to go pom pom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;waiting to go pom pom&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was carrying the towel and such when my bro suddenly asked me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have 10 secs to decide whether you wanna use the toilet first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me awhile to digest what he was saying. hahaha..anyway, i've decided to let him go first since i don't like people to hurry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first time I've enjoyed playing badminton after so long... i think i'm improving~ :D I was feeling really sluggish with sore throat and fever. Popped a strepsil before the practice and suddenly felt i'm all fired up!! The match is 2 days later. hope the muscle ache won't crank up on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-7189429336118409172?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/7189429336118409172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=7189429336118409172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7189429336118409172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/7189429336118409172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/waiting-for-pom-pom.html' title='waiting to go pom pom'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-6006553302924133575</id><published>2007-01-08T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T00:59:00.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>Nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Nana&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subs isn't out yet! argh.. i got nothing to watch after shower. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-6006553302924133575?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/6006553302924133575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=6006553302924133575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6006553302924133575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6006553302924133575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/nana.html' title='Nana'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5144232646031627165</id><published>2007-01-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T00:41:32.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>Ooohh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Ooohh...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's coming.......&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;the monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5144232646031627165?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5144232646031627165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5144232646031627165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5144232646031627165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5144232646031627165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/ooohh.html' title='Ooohh...'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-3385827456932214934</id><published>2007-01-06T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:49:21.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makan'/><title type='text'>Dinner @ Sizzler</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Dinner @ Sizzler&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner last night was spent at Suntec's Sizzler with some colleagues and friends. I like their salad buffet best! although i spotted a strand of hair halfway eating the potatoes. YUCKS!! Ohh, the buffet comes complimentary with any main course ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard of their main course is inconsistent. I got myself fish &amp; fries and saw my fried fish over-fried while EL's one looked ok. ZZ also told me her Dory fish looked pale in comparison with shiok's one. I was complaining how my fish tasted horrible and soon, kind EL donated 1 of her fish to me. LH also donated a slice of meat to me. :') I think I must have looked greedy with all the food coming from peoples' plate. Hahaha.. Anyway, thanks gals~ :D I ate up all the donations and left 70% of the food on my own plate..untouched.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service there wasn't great. YLD came in late and started eating WJ's food - the salad. Then this waiter came over to say something like "I assumed you are taking the salad buffet right". I didn't hear that myself, but from the look of their service (never smile, face black black), I assumed that he wasn't using a very friendly tone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us proceeded for a drink at Harry's Bar after dinner. The place is noisy because we are sitting just beside the speaker. Gotta shout to make ourselves heard. Terrible. The drinks are diluted with ice. Lame jokes exchanged before we left the place at 1am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-3385827456932214934?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/3385827456932214934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=3385827456932214934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3385827456932214934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3385827456932214934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/dinner-sizzler.html' title='Dinner @ Sizzler'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5053752564644267629</id><published>2007-01-04T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:27:31.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;Getting back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  a little earlier than usual (but still not that early) at work on the first work day in 2007~~ Anyway, this morning, I met alot of like-minded people who attempted to be earlier than usual after the long holidays. Hence, all of us are trapped in a long queue outside the gate. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to wear my new whities to work but i realized i have badminton after work today. Argh. I shall wear them tomorrow and guard them with my life!! I sensed some itchy pairs of feet.  hohoho. Speaking of badminton, I think I've made some efforts in running around today. I don't like competitions because it made me forget how to enjoy the game. Anyway, I was really lousy lah. Kept making the same old mistakes. I just hope I won't throw face on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not productive at work. Realized I'm still a muddlehead (as always). Very upset but I shall persevere. Lalalala~ This year's resolution is to be wiser and happier!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5053752564644267629?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5053752564644267629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5053752564644267629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5053752564644267629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5053752564644267629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/getting-back-to-work.html' title='Getting back to work!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-3062201274926055630</id><published>2007-01-02T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:54:51.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahz'/><title type='text'>Spendthrifter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;Spendthrifter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get really upset when someone who likes to spend money on expensive clothes commented that I likes to spend money. The fact is, she gets to travel a lot due to work and her in-laws are overseas, so she has to travel as well. But me, I just like to travel with a group of friends while we are still young. Imagine, when everyone has their own little family to take care of. What are the chances of friends traveling together? Every family has their own places to go and their own stuffs to do. Priority for friends will drop to rock bottom. Organizing a gathering is spore itself will only get more and more difficult. Oh ya, as we are climbing up the corporate ladder, it gets even harder to control your time too. Why am I so upset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! I'm going taiwan next year~~ (i wanted to ask if she has anything she wants from tw)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woah.. you really know how to spend money hhuh.." - not a jokingly tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;":'( Ouch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share my joy. But all I got is disapproval. It's very sad when you spent so much effort and money on something and some people just poured cold water on you. Well, at least, I don't spend a few hundred bucks on a pair of shorts which will shrunk by a few inches when it's first washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry with her. Just feeling upset. Perhaps, she really struck a guilty chord in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-3062201274926055630?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/3062201274926055630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=3062201274926055630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3062201274926055630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/3062201274926055630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/spendthrifter.html' title='Spendthrifter'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5739232777339768560</id><published>2007-01-02T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:18:25.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>On the 2nd day of new year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;On the 2nd day of new year~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3pm the 2nd time this year. After all the amount of sleep I've accumulated over the holidays, I can finally see my eyes now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I woke up and was having some random images running through my head. Images from the past. Like the sewing room way back in secondary school. I smiled. But those are only images. Those days were simple, happy and carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching this interview with Wang Sha and Ye feng (both died) when I was younger. Ye Feng (the skinny guy)  said he is a person who likes to look back at the past. I could relate to him. Then this Wang Sha (the not so skinny guy) tactfully said he thinks there's no point looking at the past (to him, it's a waste of time) and we all should look into our future. I listened, and felt really unhappy with him. But now, what he said made sense to me. We can't move on if we can't let go of the past. So, in this new year, I should just look ahead and keep the memories as memories. Hmm.. well, cus they can only be memories. I can't be happier if I keep comparing the present with memories.  Lalalaa~ Think less, do more! Sleep more! I shall start my spring cleaning......... soon. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5739232777339768560?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5739232777339768560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5739232777339768560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5739232777339768560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5739232777339768560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-2nd-day-of-new-year.html' title='On the 2nd day of new year~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-399037595303185970</id><published>2007-01-02T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:48:16.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Resolutions You Shouldn't bother to make..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;10 Resolutions You Shouldn't bother to make..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop impulse shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop IM-ing during office hours&lt;br /&gt;3. Fit into size 0 jeans&lt;br /&gt;4. Give up on chocolates&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop falling in love with love&lt;br /&gt;6. Never tell a white lie&lt;br /&gt;7. Never fake an orgasm..ever&lt;br /&gt;8. Never fake MC&lt;br /&gt;9. Invest your year-end bonus in a savings plan&lt;br /&gt;10. Never make new Year's resolutions again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(credits: from Female)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-399037595303185970?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/399037595303185970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=399037595303185970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/399037595303185970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/399037595303185970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-resolutions-you-shouldnt-bother-to.html' title='10 Resolutions You Shouldn&apos;t bother to make..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-5804104878719539729</id><published>2006-12-30T05:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:40:33.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><title type='text'>exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span lor="pink"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back from KS's celebration at partyworld and YL's departure to Minnesota. Seems like I'll have a sleepless night every week. I'd better get enough rest in the next following days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought shoes before i meet KS and gang for ktv. It's been quite awhile since I last go out with them (chalet not counted) so, they kept suaning me for being a rare guest and how they had their 第一 次 (their first time) to ktv and eat supper together with me. Hmm.. but come to think of it, I don't remember they jio me out that often too wad. Anyway, during suppertime, there was discussion on marriage, flats/houses, banquets, rings, diamonds, etc. Suddenly, I felt everyone has grown up already~ Jor even got her diamond ring on her finger! And somehow, I can sense that there will be more of such discussions in other gatherings in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper, we proceeded to the airport to see YL off for his exchange. He will be away for -Say long not long, say short not short - 6 months.~ I think he should be quite touched lah. His flight was 6am. We reached to airport at 4am to send him off. I almost KO at the burger king while everyone was chitchatting away. And by the time I reached home, I dropped half dead on the sofa and slept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-5804104878719539729?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/5804104878719539729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=5804104878719539729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5804104878719539729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/5804104878719539729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/exhausted.html' title='exhausted'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-6165257111561337377</id><published>2006-12-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:17:41.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;picture of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought this home on last thursday. it's soooo adorable. love it to bits. looks lazy. great companion. ahhh.. so cute and cozy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/IMG_0307a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-6165257111561337377?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/6165257111561337377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=6165257111561337377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6165257111561337377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/6165257111561337377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/picture-of-day.html' title='picture of the day'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2671549980363403373</id><published>2006-12-23T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:43:33.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my worst december</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;the worst december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isI thought the December from last year was already quite bad. But this year's gotta be the worst one. This is  the 1st december where I can't choose to continue sleeping on a rainy morning. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2671549980363403373?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2671549980363403373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2671549980363403373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2671549980363403373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2671549980363403373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-worst-december.html' title='my worst december'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2365791089537082388</id><published>2006-12-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:20:05.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than a piece of cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;more than a piece of cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really takes alot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i do it? find out more &lt;a href="http://www.phoonhuat.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/Cakesession.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks jx for the recommendation. thanks the auntie for helping us. haha it's really an experience of its kind. i miss my home econs lessons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2365791089537082388?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2365791089537082388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2365791089537082388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2365791089537082388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2365791089537082388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-than-piece-of-cake.html' title='more than a piece of cake'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-2502143010319617538</id><published>2006-12-12T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:34:16.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Tada~ It's over!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;Tada~ It's over!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebration began early on last friday. It's a combined celebration with a fellow December baby, WS!! Just when everyone thought everyone will be late, me and gene arrived relatively early and saw dajie's black black face at the mrt control station. I guess she's very tired with all the preparations going on at home and work then. *pat* The busy period will be over somehow and you will find yourself leveling up after all the effort!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for awhile until YK and kor arrived, proceeded to precious thots along citylink to witness YK buying that-really-sweet-thing for his soon-to-be wife. :) I'm so happy for them! :D Ren feng Xi Shi, Jing Shen Shuang? Opps, i can't remember the last 3 words already. Happiness is contagious~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway, anyhow, we settled our dinner at New York, New York. While the guys are having guys talk and queuing up, the gals went to shop a little at the little cute booth and mphosis. Tried a turtleneck tunic. But I figured it's too bumpy at my backside and ya.. it'll uncomfy on a hotday. Felt bored so, I tried on the same turtleneck tunic in another color. :x A very nice purse in gold caught my eye at the little cute booth but forgot to take a second look at it after dinner. Argh, I should have bought it on the spot. Argh. Argh. Now, I'm just too lazy to go back to get it. And they only have one piece!! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dining experience at New York, New York was surprisingly satisfying and enjoyable. Cuz I remember someone commented that she/he don't like the place. Hahaha. Anyway, there are at least 5 or more groups of people celebrating their birthday there. How do we know? Cus the friendly staffs are going around the place to serenade the rest of the December babies with their joyous voices. The manager (i think she's the manager) actually initiated to keep the cake for us and offered their FREE singing service to us when she spotted our cake on the floor. Nice right? Then when they got my order wrongly and I have to wait extra long for my food, the manager came apologetically to explain and offered us a (mini) basket of french fries! She also volunteered to offer us mayonnaise without us asking!! Actually, I didn't wait like especially long for my food lar. I'm so happy with their service. So sincere, so true. (Just like me :x ok pukes) So thoughtful and yet not irritating. :) I give them 5 stars!! *Dingdong Dingdong* Oh ya.. to top it off, each of us are entitled to make our very own candyfloss! FOC! Haha.. it's such an interesting experience. I'm happy and so are we. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i ended writing about the dinner affair, I wud like to apologise for my incapabilities to give a thank-you speech before receiving the present. It's not the first time I'm reacting that way but I really don't feel like thanking everyone for the sake of it when I'm not feeling sincere enough. So, when I finally got my hands on the bright crystal, like magic, words came out from my mouth!!!! Siao liao. I'm not materialistic k. I really thought it's awkward to say thank you when everyone is waiting for it. I prefer thank you all in a natural way. Anyway, I'm really thankful that I have the crowd celebrating with me and ws on that day. Esp. with appearance of some rare guests! :D Heehee I'm getting so excited about organising for the next gathering already! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For post-dinner activity, we went to St James Powerstation. Although I kept complaining that the place is so boring and kept comparing to MOS, I forgot one very important line to me. It's the people, not place. Though it's not as 'nice' as MOS, I think overall, we had our eyes opened at the salsa area and I still owed kor lychee martini $. Oh ya! thanks deanna for accompanying  there throughout. You can dance, gal! And thanks kor for offering his dee lam to me and gene. WS and YK! I hope you all had fun too!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy at home on Sat and Sun. Don't know time can pass so fast when you are doing things. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/bdy1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/bdy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/bdy3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;a simple affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a week. I'll try to recall as much as possible. Forgive me if i had missed out some details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing my favorite orange heels to work. :) I don't know why. But I was really in good spirits that day. Kept smiling to myself.  And thought I could feel the breeze on my skin while i was traveling to the office. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met EL and shhiiook in the lift. They thought they are already safe until they met me. So there, we have 3 surprised faces in the morning. Anyway, thanks for the surprise~ and the biscuits and card. :) The second surprise came when ML cheekily hid a panda plushie behind my monitor while i was fetching water from the water cooler. :D And the third surprise came when I was tricked to believing there's a last min meeting by ASH. They actually bought a cake for CV and me. :) Although we always used the same old trick every time, I really thought there's a meeting until I sniffed a burning smell from the meeting area. I felt ASH and ML are really good actor and actress lorh. Saw them almost tripped onto each other and felt puzzled why they were so gancheong. haha. Almost cried when they were singing. But I couldn't because I was grinning from ear to ear. Haha. Anyway, thanks for those who had made the extra efforts. I appreciate it alot. Oh ya, not forgetting the cream conveyor game but nvm, that shall be censored. It's a pity CV was away when we were celebrating. We wanted to save a slice of cake for him but it's somehow consumed by me in the end. He was just late by a few minutes. :X Well, nvm, hope there will be another one next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anything out? Hmm it was pretty distracting that day becus i had received bday wishes from ppl from time to time. Quite gandongz lah. Actually, I'm very thankful lorh. :) Must I list everyone out? Don't need lah hor? U know who you are! Xie xie ni men! hehee, anyway, the day ends quite peacefully when I went for a zhi char dinner with gene's family and relatives. It's his dad's bday as well. A very simple affair and yet so comfy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-2502143010319617538?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/2502143010319617538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=2502143010319617538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2502143010319617538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/2502143010319617538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/tada-its-over.html' title='Tada~ It&apos;s over!~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116551220468753598</id><published>2006-12-08T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:23:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jin shen peng kui~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;jin shen peng kui~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i duno what's wrong with me. Don't know why i'm feeling so sian recently. I also wanna slap/pinch/kick myself to cheer myself on. Maybe it's just one of those days... you know, when u just feel like hiding urself up at home to play ff3. yes, ff3 is indeed addictive. after all, this is the 1st rpg i've ever played.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116551220468753598?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116551220468753598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116551220468753598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116551220468753598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116551220468753598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/jin-shen-peng-kui.html' title='jin shen peng kui~~'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116541359472826066</id><published>2006-12-06T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:59:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;today sucks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks like sh*t for being unpro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116541359472826066?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116541359472826066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116541359472826066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116541359472826066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116541359472826066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-sucks.html' title='today sucks'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116534220705896213</id><published>2006-12-06T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:36:38.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make these mine!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;make these mine!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* This is abit embarrassing but I shall be straightforward. Blunt. Chop Chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wallet - roomy but not auntish. my current one is exploding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a non-camera hp - J230i is fine. the phone i'm using now is not even mine. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CHOPED* a fragrance by Versace bright crystal - Discovered that the scent makes me feel happy when I was out on a short shopping trip with kor abt 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a laptop special sponge cover - so I dun have to carry my billabong turtle bag to work/home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pazzion shoes - look lovely, has yet to try them but THEY are love at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vouchers, lotsa vouchers! - welcomes isetan, topshop, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh.. long list hor. Oops.. Just for reference, I'll probably get most of the items myself in future. hmm.. and if all things fail... the usual trick will work on me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116534220705896213?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116534220705896213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116534220705896213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116534220705896213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116534220705896213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/make-these-mine.html' title='make these mine!!!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116533960523637837</id><published>2006-12-06T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:43:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting hard to think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;getting hard to think of a title &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i've window-shopped in vivocity with some colleagues after work. saw lotsa cutesy stuffs and was alittle affected by the christmas mood of giving pressies to people. ASH  bought a set of cute winnie-the-pooh figurines and ML bought pressies for his sis, sis's bf and fren's baby. I am the only one who didn't spend a single cent until we reached harbourfont for a quick bite at mac. For the benefit for those who don't know, Daiso (Everyday $2) is now available at Vivocity!!~ Can fight with the one at IMM.. There's also a huge pet shop beside Daiso but the animals havent moved in yet. I'll really love to see the cute rabbits and puppies (and kittens!) the next time. :D Haha.. ohh, and i've made one discovery too. ASH is really energetic. She slept for 1 hour last night but she can still hop around vivocity at night. My gosh.. more fierce than me!! 所为，一山还比一山高，而岁月也不饶人。。 hence, i'm going to koonz now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt recharged after window shopping!! :D Kai xin de wor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not much, I've made some progress at work. I'm quite delighted to contribute to the team. Hope I can do more for them. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116533960523637837?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116533960523637837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116533960523637837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116533960523637837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116533960523637837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/getting-hard-to-think-of-title.html' title='getting hard to think of a title'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116499164586917382</id><published>2006-12-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:47:26.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Friday's Fun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so productive today. I think I'm pretty distracted by lots of ongoings. Like preparations for evening event lar, christmas lar, and yx visiting dttb for a test. Hence, not much programming has been done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I wasn't really looking forward to the gathering in the evening becus it felt like business to me. Socializing isn't my cup of tea. (Sighs, sometimes i hope it is.) I can get really anti-social at times. (bangs head) The gathering started awkward at first with a few people around. And real fun begins when people started oozing in.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa ppl came. Me so happy to see my batch people like SP, TH and ZQ. But SK didnt come. :( Honestly, I really felt that I've missed her out on this one. I didn't see her at lunch too as I was arranging lunch with YX along with the L6FW people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we had lotsa entertainment and fun. I'm actually quite simple-minded and didn't think too much into details. Actually the gals are quite frenly. I appreciated their care towards me at the beginning of the event. But when people started talking business to me, my mind just went blank. Did I panick? Yes. I find it extremely difficult to talk to people with authority. Argh. Well, at least, I had fun, know some new people, exchanged some name cards, sang and drank again. Squandering life away like that. My liver, I hope you are fine. I'm so gonna pick up some healthy activities before my beer belly pops out. *hic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116499164586917382?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116499164586917382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116499164586917382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116499164586917382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116499164586917382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/12/fridays-fun.html' title='Friday&apos;s Fun'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116489749850241213</id><published>2006-11-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:38:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>felt like weekend :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;felt like weekend :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a day off today. it felt so much like a weekend already!! i dun really wanna believe that i have to go back to opid again tomorrow.. But luckily tomorrow is friday. i know some ppl will leave the opid earlier to attend some anniversary out there. And I have to leave earlier to make preparations for the dept after-6 event too. Well, OT.. but at least, we get to drink and perhaps make merry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be an efficient day tmr! i need job satisfaction and quite badly. JIAYOUZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH!!! I played FF3 on my baby while travelling towards expo. OMG. It's now my favorite game! So enchanting! I've given up playing animal crossing already! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, about sitex, there's nothing much to see on its first day. quite boring actually. i bought more things at the john little sale next door instead. gosh. like an auntie i've become. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116489749850241213?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116489749850241213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116489749850241213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116489749850241213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116489749850241213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/felt-like-weekend.html' title='felt like weekend :)'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116481235013758334</id><published>2006-11-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:59:15.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets see</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;lets see&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has happened today. the usual morning rush.. lunch... and then back home. I'm going for another course next week. 3 days. And I heard, only one guy from the lab is going with me. Hai.. the number of people going to courses is decreasing. The first course I went to, I know 10 people. The 2nd course, I know 7 people. And now, it's only me and BTiang. Haha.. nvm.. I'm going back to haunt the street of OLs again. hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the kiwi very kelianz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116481235013758334?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116481235013758334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116481235013758334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116481235013758334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116481235013758334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-see.html' title='lets see'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116473551078745352</id><published>2006-11-29T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:38:30.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;losing myself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had lost myself. After a hot shower, I'm alright again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. The legendary Prehistoric Monster Syndrome in me. Siao siao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to go taiwan early next year~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still planning. Sometimes, I wonder.. is it a mistake to ask so many people at one go. Cus very difficult to handle!! AHHH.. nvm liao.. just anyhow plan then go and have fun. Think so much the tickets also wun get any cheaper. Think so long the people oso wun reply immediately. :p *slaps myself* this is supposed to be fun ok!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly lost myself and wanted to delete away this blog. Running away isn't the problem lar, xiao jie. Time to wake up and understand what is going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116473551078745352?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116473551078745352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116473551078745352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116473551078745352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116473551078745352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/losing-myself.html' title='losing myself'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116454424874698525</id><published>2006-11-26T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:01:25.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagittarius #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Sagittarius #1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves freedom. respects freedom. desires freedom. believes in freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.. and, of cos, is obsessed with freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have heard it for a thousand* times.. but am not getting sick of it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BaCaqojopg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BaCaqojopg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I koped this from ViViEN&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to look away&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have much to say&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear you stumble when you speak&lt;br /&gt;or see you walk with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're mad cause you lost a game&lt;br /&gt;Forget I'm waiting in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you turn to hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause the movie, it made you cry&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you a little more each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you can't quite match your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or when you laugh at your own jokes&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you forget that we had a date&lt;br /&gt;Or that look that you give when you show up late&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more i love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value friendships. I understand people have differences. But there is one thing i can't stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betrayals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be too strong a word to use. we all are different from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betrayals may take on different forms. Know what you are doing to your friends. You might be betraying them without realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, of cos, I'll keep that in mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;PS: I wouldn't be that petty to put flying planes together with betrayal. The two are quite different to me. Don't get what I mean? It's ok. I love keeping things simple. So, just ignore.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116454424874698525?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116454424874698525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116454424874698525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116454424874698525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116454424874698525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/sagittarius-1.html' title='Sagittarius #1'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116444747450584448</id><published>2006-11-25T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:37:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday in November..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Good Friday in November&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YESH! Ced lent me his PSP in the morning!! It so brightened up my day already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later in noon, my sup called me up during lunch to tell me that we have half day off as reward, granted from the above. I couldn't believe it and asked him twice or thrice. Ok, he sounded irritated and almost Hannah-ed on me. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't with my lab colleagues during lunch. When I called them up to ask about the plans before watching Happy Feet movie (which is at 920pm), they were already outside!!! I not-so-quickly packed up and go. The email for induction 2 has finally came. :D I haven't replied to it because I need to ask my sup again. Miss EL called me up to go down becus they have good stuffs to share. I went there, grabbed a piece of siew mai and left shortly after. Waited for SK and finally began our journey to orchard to meet the rest of our colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their lunch, it was Kbox time with the gals. :D The guys dun wanna sing and went for kpool instead. Hehehe, Kbox is good becus we only need to pay for the drinks.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang until 8 and rushed to MS for dinner and movie. After the movie, I saw wedgie and yld too! :p Back to the movie, it was great! Worth the bucks! Dun ask, just go watch! :D You'll be tempted to do a mumble after watching. Hehee, and in fact, I found my happy feet mumbling at MOS after the fruit drinks at gluttons bay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116444747450584448?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116444747450584448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116444747450584448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116444747450584448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116444747450584448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-friday-in-november.html' title='Good Friday in November..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116421348304191383</id><published>2006-11-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:38:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friggin weird uniforms</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;friggin weird uniforms&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never felt uniforms can be scary until the day when i entered a room filled with different uniforms. i was the only person of my species. i got so anxious that i couldn't hold the mouse properly, much less holding my head up to look at them. HAIZ. ZZZZ Don't care liao. Sleeping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prays hard that everything runs smoothly tmr.... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116421348304191383?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116421348304191383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116421348304191383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116421348304191383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116421348304191383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/friggin-weird-uniforms.html' title='friggin weird uniforms'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116412193101152517</id><published>2006-11-21T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:12:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;read me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs... already more than 1 person said they can read me like an open book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh.. actually I don't think it's such a bad thing lah... just can't believe it is that obvious only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today rac &amp; kh went to anchorpoint for lunch. i've asked them to help me buy the famous mango sago dessert and later brought it down to the canteen for tb (teabreak)! hahaha for those who are having tb with me, i'm sorry to make ur teh/kopi becomes tasteless suddenly! hahaha :p Thanks rac &amp; kh.. it's so delicious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during tb, ced asked if i want him to lend his psp to me temporarily. of cos i'm glad to help him use lah! haha... but i duno if he means it or not. :D how ah.. i really think they are really nice people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sgh during lunch today.. visited cck who is down with food poisoning.. he looked really weak and restless.. i can't do anything except.. being there and telling him to take care when we are leaving. hope he'll get well soon :) &lt;small&gt;and overcome the needles phobia! &lt;/small&gt;:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116412193101152517?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116412193101152517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116412193101152517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116412193101152517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116412193101152517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/read-me.html' title='read me'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116394407431547141</id><published>2006-11-19T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:47:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was Saturday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;It was Saturday..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a shock at 10am in the morning, thinking it was a weekday. Panicked (for nothing) until I realized set the alarm at 10 so that I can make a trip to BPP UOB and to CCK to borrow tennis rackets from Ivan. Although I was quite awake after all the panicking, I thought I should "comfort" myself a little and hence, went back to orz almost immediately. Bad move. Because, I didn't reset my alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the 2nd time, it was in a shock again. But this time, it is for real. It was 1.45pm when I woke up. Tennis starts at 3pm. I need to borrow rackets. So I rushed, puffed and managed to reach CCK at 2.20pm. And then, I was to be informed that my dear friend Ivan was still at home after I took a cab there. About the cab uncle, I shall skip it for now. Lets just say that he made me run to the mrt station bah. So I went to LOT1, window shopped a little and ate my bread just in front of the control station while waiting for him. When he came, he brought along such a big tennis bag. I got curious and asked him how many rackets he has brought me. He said 2!! I was  delighted to hear that then because I can skip stopping at Yishun to borrow the 2nd racket and go straight to YCK instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rushed, puffed and reached YCK. Hot and Sunny. I was quite glad that my friends played somewhere easily spotted so I dun have to go around looking for them. Met, unzipped (the bag) and to my horror, I found only 1 racket in the bag. I analyzed and decided that Ivan might have misinterpreted my question. Hey, u thought I asked the number of tennis balls bottles right? *Piak head* Everything has gone a little wrong lah. I think I became a little defensive and was easily irritated at that time. I am sorry if I've picked on anyone. Oh yea, I forgot to bring sunblock too. So.. I'm a shade darker or rather.. grayer now.. and yes, just suits the color of my left eye now. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similarly hurried manner, I still think tennis was fun! Thank you Ivan for the racket and balls! Thank you HC for organizing! And yeahh! Thank you everyone for being sporting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tennis, it's time to meet up for JF's bday celebration. We grabbed some light munchies and bummed around PS before meeting up with Alvin and JF at the Singapore Post along killnery road. Happy Birthday JF!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we visited a shop that sells strategy board games. Some of us left the shop earlier for the heerens. But one thing led to another and we soon found ourselves ended up at the famous Selegie dao huey shop. I think I am the fella who suggested ktv when we were at the heerens. We found it expensive and late so we decided to play pool at selegie. But very very unfortunately, the tables are packed and the waiting list is long. So we kinda decided to watch movie at the picture house after finishing the last drop of dao huey. But somehow things changed after we saw 2 kbox staffs walking past us while crossing the road. Some say it's a SIGN for us. Hahaha. But I say (to myself) that I don't really care so long that there's a comfy place to sit because my legs were feeling a bit bit tired then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all the thinking and food, we found our tired legs at KBox Paradiz. Sang and drank until 4am and proceeded to the 24hour mac at bras basah to play bohnanza. Amidst the kbox and mac, I've broken KH's magic prop. :( I'm terribly sorry. terribly sorry. :( And amidst the bohnanza game, I've reacted a little aggressively towards JF's threatens. I'm quite paiseh about it too. AIYAH.. that's why i always say.. i prefer reaction game instead. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the game at 6 to catch the 1st bus/train home. Thank you JF for sending me back to bukit panjang. Honestly, i had hella fun! Thank you everyone for the fun! Hope you all felt the same way as I did. Muaks! Have a great week ahead! Bye bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116394407431547141?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116394407431547141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116394407431547141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116394407431547141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116394407431547141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-was-saturday_19.html' title='It was Saturday..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116360493284318421</id><published>2006-11-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:35:32.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the blogs i enjoy reading...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;the blogs i enjoy reading...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are closing down one by one to almost none.. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116360493284318421?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116360493284318421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116360493284318421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116360493284318421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116360493284318421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/blogs-i-enjoy-reading.html' title='the blogs i enjoy reading...'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116351603952390565</id><published>2006-11-14T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:54:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;what a tuesday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning began as usual when I woke up in horror 30 minutes after switching off my alarm clock. It's special because today is the first time when I put on my SpectroFlex grey contact lenses - had previously used Freshkon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Everyday can be a special day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running a little late and hence, wore a pair of slack bata slippers to work. I bought it at 10 bucks from a neighborhood store near my workplace last week because the shoes i was wearing broke on me. Today is the 3rd time I'm wearing the new slippers and it broke on me. The slipper flew off far from my right foot which left me wondering why I was so clumsy before I saw the broken flipflop. Thanks YLD for her spare slippers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ On why I always need more shoes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's CY's last day tomorrow. We had a farewell lunch for him this afternoon. It is kinda sad to see him leaving. :'( One less person to go gaga over my nintendo ds. One less person whom i might meet while taking bus to work. Although I don't know him very long, I think he's very nice and friendly. Hope the best for him in his future endeavours. :) Bye bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116351603952390565?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116351603952390565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116351603952390565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116351603952390565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116351603952390565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-tuesday.html' title='what a tuesday'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116330485328083316</id><published>2006-11-12T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:14:13.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be sincere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;be sincere..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, it's getting harder for me to stay focused and ya la, be sincere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm often caught in situations when i duno what to say and when ppl are really expecting to contribute to the conversations. then, i will blabber some totally incoherent and bimbostic stuffs which sent loads of questionmarks down ppl's minds. totally insincere. when it comes to advices - which i really love to give but am afraid to give wrong info - i'll always try to be diplomatic and ends up not being helpful to the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs.. anyway, i won't be surprise if no one understand what i'm trying to say here lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i went out to sentosa this morning, i'll end up not resting at all this weekend! went to mos on friday night! hehehe.. wo de di yi chi wor.. it's been 4 years since i've stepped into a place like that. i know alot of ppl will &lt;i&gt;claim&lt;/i&gt; that they dun believe... but I'm not bluffing lar! afterall, i'm really an introvert who is quite shy and quiet. wanted to &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; learn playing tennis yesterday but it rained on me! :[ well, next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116330485328083316?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116330485328083316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116330485328083316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116330485328083316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116330485328083316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-sincere.html' title='be sincere..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116299790610303735</id><published>2006-11-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:15:19.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>injecting some colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;injecting some colors&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a backlog.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poster nice or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/rojakposters.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've used up my "secret weapons" to make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/loadsofpostcards.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i piaked (pasted) the postcards on a SPCA dog poster that says "to you, he might be nothing.. to him you are everything.." something like that.. it's been with me since sec3.. haha.. now u must be wondering why i can't remember the words after all these years. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116299790610303735?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116299790610303735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116299790610303735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116299790610303735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116299790610303735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/injecting-some-colors.html' title='injecting some colors'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116291277218655397</id><published>2006-11-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:19:32.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprises..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;surprises..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving surprises is such a lovely idea... but unwelcome surprises could be seen as invasive by ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago, i sent out a surprise to a friend. today she returned me a surprise. :) i duno what to do already. helpless but hope she will be fine soon. it's hard to remember how she looks like without looking at our pictures already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the last few mins of the channel U variety show just before 9pm. they make surprises so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught the hk disneyland ads just now. it's like watching cartoon again. cartoons busy preparing surprises for xmas with the duck screwing things up in the end. it's the surprises that make xmas special bah. mabbe that's why xmas is getting less special these days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116291277218655397?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116291277218655397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116291277218655397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116291277218655397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116291277218655397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/surprises.html' title='surprises..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116281310010430880</id><published>2006-11-06T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:26:39.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post wakeboarding + alvin's bday celebration + DOA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;post wakeboarding + alvin's bday celebration + DOA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh! I'm back in one happy piece!! &lt;br /&gt;sorry for being paranoid or whiny previously. I'll take all of them back. &lt;br /&gt;Wakeboarding is uber fun!! No worries for non-swimmers becus life jackets are provided. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone is curious to know about the cost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$95 x 4 hours = $380 - $40 (discount for 4-hour session) = $340.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each $95-boat can only accomodate 6 ppl at max. I went with 5 ppl. So each of us paid ard $56.70 to the organiser. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;You can find out more at www.waketime.com.sg... hehee.. i &lt;s&gt;secretly&lt;/s&gt; memorised the url outside the shop.. muahahaa..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorised wrongly... :( it shd be http://www.1080wakeboard.com. Our instructor was fido. He's good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was alvin's bday celebration after wakeboarding. went to eat dao huey before depositing my bag in the hotel room. wanted to rest there while waiting for the rest but i felt odd and hence went to pick up the rest at orchard with kor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much walking in a day. i think i was pretty exhausted that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night started off slowly at first. but the name game slowly brought the spirits up, the traditional birthday cake and then, the current game that came with some electrifying (embarrassing) forfeits. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the singing, screamings and laughings, we ended the high-energy games and proceeded to play the card games, courtesy of william. we played bohnanza and a digger/saboger card game. soon, it was 6am and some of us went to a nearby mac to get ourselves some breakfast. i almost KO-ed at the fast food restuarant and kept forcing myself to keep my eyes open. we left macs ard 10 and i was supposed to go home until some bugger tempted me with the idea of watchin movie, DOA.  Dead or Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm pretty much dead from overutilising my weekend. slept at 2am on sat, woke up at 730am to travel to punggol marina. Didn't sleep after that until 2pm on sunday. And didn't woke up after that until 5am on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta promise myself not to do it again. Not a youngster, no more. X(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116281310010430880?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116281310010430880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116281310010430880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116281310010430880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116281310010430880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-wakeboarding-alvins-bday.html' title='post wakeboarding + alvin&apos;s bday celebration + DOA!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116257301722944743</id><published>2006-11-04T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:56:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open close open</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color = pink&gt;open close open&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happens when i don't know whether if i want to talk to the ppl on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open read close, open think close, and finally open blog close...... my time is ticking away. Tmr is the day.. the day when stoney goes wakeboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wun end up screaming when doing the (accidental) flip tmr. i hope it wun be painful when i flip. i hope i wun flip at all!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! why are my hands trembling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116257301722944743?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116257301722944743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116257301722944743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116257301722944743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116257301722944743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/11/open-close-open.html' title='open close open'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116214025331978628</id><published>2006-10-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:36:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;holiday planning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where should i go? who will go with me? what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite lost. actually travelling alone is quite a sexy idea too. but i need the guts. *gulps* not now yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got too carried away and wished christine happy birthday a day in advance. arghs. what is wrong with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116214025331978628?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116214025331978628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116214025331978628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116214025331978628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116214025331978628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/holiday-planning.html' title='holiday planning'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116178796328488557</id><published>2006-10-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:52:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate my now self</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;hate my now self&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what?!... i've forgotten another friend's together with his gf's bdays!!! OMGOMG... i wanna bang my head on the wall. this may sound a little &lt;s&gt;RA&lt;/s&gt;.. weird... but i just realised i've missed his birthday while i was showering just now.. my mom must be wondering wth i was screaming in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3 weeks overdue.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i must quickly organise myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthdays to kt and sylvia. *hiding my head in shame*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116178796328488557?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116178796328488557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116178796328488557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116178796328488557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116178796328488557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/hate-my-now-self.html' title='hate my now self'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116169139563658820</id><published>2006-10-24T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:03:15.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running ard..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align =center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;running ard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 20 Oct...&lt;br /&gt;9.30am: Was late for lessons and &lt;b&gt;ran from tanjong pagar mrt station to robinson pt&lt;/b&gt;. After lesson has ended, I proceeded to vivocity. &lt;br /&gt;5.15pm: While walking towards NEL at outram, I realised goondu me left my nds in the classroom. It was eve of PH and a friday. God knows when the office is closing. Hence i &lt;b&gt;ran from tanjong pagar mrt station to robinson pt&lt;/b&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;the same route, the same funny stares. i oso wanna laff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 21 Oct - Monday 23 Oct...&lt;br /&gt;I did the same thing again but this time, running along the citylink trail to marina square and passing the old v*sa office in 3 consecutive days. Hmm.. although i said i miss the toilets and craps at v*sa earlier, i didn't say i miss rushing for work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116169139563658820?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116169139563658820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116169139563658820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116169139563658820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116169139563658820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/running-ard.html' title='running ard..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116126411595265853</id><published>2006-10-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:27:16.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chapter on the Streets of OLs and toilet bowls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;The Chapter on the Streets of OLs and toilet bowls.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5-day course at "the streets of OLs" is ending tmr.. 有点舍不得呢。。可是我真的得走了。 :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可爱的OLs, byebye le~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've been thinking alot about my old visa days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roomy toilets, high graded toilet bowls, clear mirrors, cosy pantry, and even the pantry/cleaning auntie - &lt;i&gt;I realised I cannot find any of these in my current place. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss the uncles talkingcock session in the lab. I miss how they drooled over their "snapshotcurrypok (hot?)" ladies loitering downstairs - &lt;i&gt;though it's not exactly pleasant&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the shopping at carrefour after lunch - &lt;i&gt;threatening to pockets, fattening to tummy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting friends in town is such a breeze - &lt;i&gt;I can wait for them in my office and it's quite impossible to be late! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just reminscing. I'm not unhappy now. I do have a bunch of fun loving colleagues too. A different breed. Younger, more active, more fun. :D Actually I think I'm very lucky already lorh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116126411595265853?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116126411595265853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116126411595265853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116126411595265853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116126411595265853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/chapter-on-streets-of-ols-and-toilet.html' title='The Chapter on the Streets of OLs and toilet bowls'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116081803428006917</id><published>2006-10-14T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T17:27:14.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;dreamy..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dream every night and stone every day. stoning is different from day-dreaming. i think the latter is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116081803428006917?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116081803428006917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116081803428006917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116081803428006917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116081803428006917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/dreamy.html' title='dreamy..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116075926527206141</id><published>2006-10-14T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T01:07:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happier</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;happier&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea!! i'm going on course next week again!! Hoping to meet xlz, and some jiemeis for lunch again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of not returning to the office for a week is just so delightful. but ys gotta be responsible and try not to zzzzzzz in class! haha more teabreaks to come! i think my bosses will go crazy if they see what's going on my mind. As far as i know, i should be going for another course next jan. it could be earlier but we will be super busy in the following mth. and in dec, i shd be busy planning welfare activities for my dept. xmas and an outing?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of a day trip to batam - easiest to organise :p. some colleagues are actually nice enough to give me feedbacks. like go genting &lt;s&gt;to gamble&lt;/s&gt;, tokyo &lt;small&gt;and i thought i heard tioman wrongly&lt;/small&gt;, bangkok is too dangerous to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all feedbacks are appreciated. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116075926527206141?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116075926527206141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116075926527206141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116075926527206141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116075926527206141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/happier.html' title='happier'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116066531849691092</id><published>2006-10-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:04:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;not bad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kk3CHvvends"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kk3CHvvends" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i've been posting too many negative entries here.. oh no, not good, no!! Time for a change! hee. Thanks for all the concern. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think I sound like the animals in Animal Crossing when I'm depressed. Haha.. It's my favourite game right now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116066531849691092?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116066531849691092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116066531849691092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116066531849691092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116066531849691092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-bad.html' title='not bad.'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116023217843744585</id><published>2006-10-07T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:59:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mid autumn that went away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;the mid autumn that went away...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I took a buncha silly photographs during last year's mid autumn. That was the last day of the 1 week break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to work happily. The lrt train broke down in the morning. I wasn't abit irritated. I know I am gonna be very late becus of that. But I wasn't abit worried. I was calmly playing with my baby (nds) on the train at phoenix station, happily thinking that it will be a lovely friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached, I started up everything, including meebo msn. I sent out lovely smses before i started to work. I was so looking forward to my day. I was half researching and half hoping ppl will drop me a msg or two. But until I left my table, the only person who talked to me is my butty. I left my table at 1130am for takashimaya to make preparations for the mid autumn get-together event. Came back at 230pm to make further preparations for the get-together and again, kena spotted by turtleking and we are being accused of eating snake. I left before the get-together ends to catch a conference video with my koliques. By the time i returned to my desk, it was already 640pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, sleepy, I login to my comp to realise I have forgotten to switch off my meebo. Received lotsa msgs but most ppl are offline already by then. It was late . I felt a pity for not being able to reply them earlier. Meebo is unlike the msn we used at homes. It's hidden in a browser. Neat.. so neat until you don't remember you have switched it on. So, if I ever ignored you on msn, during office hours, and without picture on msn. I am as good as am being away. Common sense ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any complaints put me into doubts that I've sold my soul to my work. Worse still, I'm not even putting in 100% effort into work yet. And it ruined my day like that. My plans. My day. They are gone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But orite lah. My day didn't end there. My kor suggested playing lanterns and candles.. and because i'm such a lazybum. We are playing in my neighbourhood. It was really hazy then and I was having 2nd thoughts for going out. But heck. It's midautumn on a friday night we are talking about right? And no one else has asked me out too. It was really fun. We walked and talked on our way to deanna's place. Played the noisy sparklers there and finally ended the night/morning playing candles at the void deck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor, you might think that i was feeling obliged to go lanterning with you. But in actual fact, I want to go out too. Thanks for asking me out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, i've taken quite a number of photographs too. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only blame myself for having high expectations. huh? is it even considered high?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116023217843744585?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116023217843744585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116023217843744585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116023217843744585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116023217843744585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/mid-autumn-that-went-away.html' title='the mid autumn that went away...'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-116016403217302167</id><published>2006-10-07T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:47:12.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's happening again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;it's happening again..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;predicting my behaviour is easy. knowing what i want is obviously not. do you know what i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy mid autumn festival!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-116016403217302167?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/116016403217302167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=116016403217302167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116016403217302167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/116016403217302167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-happening-again.html' title='it&apos;s happening again..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115972061034161373</id><published>2006-10-02T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:37:14.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something pleasant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;something pleasant..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bookmarked this because hongyi asked me to view it the other day. today i view it again and got this very weird feeling again. It's a mixture of guilty, happy, nostalgic and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/flutes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very surprised to see my name there even though I've joined the ntu band family for a year (technically speaking, i ran away after the soujourn in march 2003  so it's less than a year). I was the section leader. And I ran away. But I'm sure not many hearts are broken right? hehz. I could have handled it in a more mature manner. Sorry for people whom I've disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for remembering me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115972061034161373?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115972061034161373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115972061034161373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115972061034161373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115972061034161373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-pleasant.html' title='something pleasant'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115961562023306914</id><published>2006-09-30T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:34:11.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's left</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;What's left&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time off on monday was spent eating at wakaru's at MS. IMO, it's overrated. I had given them a 2nd chance and I'm not going back there again. :/ Later that evening, I had a bad shopping experience at a popular game shop at tampines. The prices they quoted ont the phone turned out to be untrue. Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, I bought my black nintendo ds lite at fun centerz on tuesday evening. Their service was excellent!! :D Thanks KHwee for the recommendation and HC .. hmm.. for &lt;s&gt;tagging along?&lt;/s&gt; accompanying me. haha.. My nintendo baby... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel unwell on tues and began to self medicate. But the condition only worsened on wednesday. I was coughing non-stop. :( I was coughing on the way to cck in the afternoon to get present for Itina as she is leaving the opid. Gotta thank sw the turtleking for the lift. After work, some colleagues and I went to chinese garden for some pre-midautumn celebrations. :D According to my cols, this year's exhibition pales in comparision to the one they had last year. By the end of wednesday, my voice had started to break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs is it. I had to wake up earlier cus I need to carry my machine to else where the first thing i reach the opid. I lost my voice completely and can only whisper to ppl. :( Later on, it was lunch at vienna intl buffet, another event organised by the welfare team. Pity i couldn't show them my &lt;i&gt;yaokui&lt;/i&gt; power!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i skipped work together with bluemoon and fun. All i did was reading mags, watching korean movies and playing games. :D Isnt that a lovely day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. today, my voice came back a little. :D yesh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115961562023306914?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115961562023306914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115961562023306914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115961562023306914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115961562023306914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/whats-left.html' title='What&apos;s left'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115895121112576839</id><published>2006-09-23T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T03:01:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way i am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;the way i am..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO IMPROVEMENTS FOR THIS WEEK AGAIN. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm not elaborating further. Just talking about today is enough. I didnt start my day very well. I was fumbling thru my calendar and... TO MY HORROR.. i missed an important date. It's been 3 days overdue. I'm terribly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i met my colleagues at the lift area after work, they were discussing about playing pool at bt timah plaza after we are done with dinner at home. my hands felt itchy but i didnt initiate to ask them if i can join in. i FEAR that i will waste their time becus of my lousy playing. So i waited until mv asked me along and gladly accepted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back home, i saw a pleasant surprise on my desk. thank you. i ate and read the papers before i set off for bt timah plaza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way there, i dropped off one stop earlier and had to walk to the building. it was then when i was almost knocked down by a car. i'm glad that nothing had happened to me. but i was left feeling traumatised because the car had actually pushed me physically. i was dazey and eventually broke down afterwards. i was lucky that he had pulled his brakes in time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun playing pool with my colleagues. thanks mv for the invitation and sharing cab with me, jx for trying to convince me that i will grow 1mm taller tonight from all the stretching and sh for travelling all the way to bt timah to play pool though he's living in the faraway bedok! thanks for the nice supper i had tonight. the murtabak was great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be looking forward to every tomorrow i have in life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday yunxi! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115895121112576839?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115895121112576839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115895121112576839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115895121112576839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115895121112576839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/way-i-am.html' title='the way i am...'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115858789759127970</id><published>2006-09-18T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:05:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretfully, i can't say that my hardwork has paid off. i'm feeling unloaded now cus another super zai colleague is taking over me for tmr's demo. although not something i can be proud of, i'm feeling cheery secretly. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is win-win situation. i believe everyone doesnt wan to screw up tmr. so the best team will go! :D not very related, but it reminds me of a scene in The Devil Wears &lt;s&gt;Bata&lt;/s&gt; Prada.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling much relax and happier now. yeah temporary i know. the only way to fix my problem is to learn to grow up asap! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;sighs, work...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115858789759127970?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115858789759127970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115858789759127970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115858789759127970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115858789759127970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115833285569015545</id><published>2006-09-15T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:07:35.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>official OT for the first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;official OT for the first time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening, I was sitting in my cubicle alone, staring at the screen, listening to door slammings from the departing workers. Next, the lights went off, and I went out to switch them back on. Then the keyboard clatterings slowly diminished into silence. I felt abandoned for the first time and hate myself for feeling this way. I mean, it's just OT and me taking care of my own work. It's my duty. Why am I feeling depressed? I don't wanna be that weak. Argh. Anyway, I might have to do a presentation next week for some mighty &lt;em&gt;shelled creatures&lt;/em&gt;. Felt like shit becus I'm not ready yet and ya, the notification did come alittle &lt;s&gt;late&lt;/s&gt; sudden. Stop whining and it's time to be serious, young lady! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115833285569015545?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115833285569015545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115833285569015545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115833285569015545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115833285569015545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/official-ot-for-first-time.html' title='official OT for the first time'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115816907776388640</id><published>2006-09-14T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T01:44:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ps, i love u - the gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;ps, i love u - the gang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great outing with the krabi gang this evening. the gathering actually made me forgotten abt my woes though my throat ended up irritated again after eating ben &amp; jerry's. :x *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, tmr will be a hard day. fri? i dun wanna imagine. i wish things are much simpler. i'm scared. i wish i can be much stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115816907776388640?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115816907776388640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115816907776388640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115816907776388640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115816907776388640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/ps-i-love-u-gang.html' title='ps, i love u - the gang'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115807766191797833</id><published>2006-09-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:14:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bought a new lamp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;bought a new lamp!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's in pink! (ok more like red)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~ It suits my room color! I'm a happy girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamp was bought from Ikea and costs $5.90 excluding the bulbs. I was tired and lazy to find cheaper bulbs elsewhere so I got them at IKEA itself. The bulbs are sold in twos. 2 for $15.90. So, you do the maths. I paid like $20+ for a $5.90 lamp to work. Hmm... i think it's time to stop the thinking here. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down with a terrible sorethroat, fever and headache since last monday. Took MC on Tues and played maplestory!! woots! so reminiscing. I miss the nuah days before I began working. This is like the worst cold i ever had. 1 week has gone and I'm still recovering. My nose is still blocked so I do miss the smell of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are messages from my body to tell me that it needs e.x.e.r.c.i.s.e!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming, badminton anyone? now i'm even considering going to the gym, which is jogging to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, my dept had an amazing race!!! it was helluva fun!! it's still fun though this is like my 3rd amazing race of the year, only becus, this time, i'm one of the organisers. 任务成功！:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the game master at uob building's residential big bird area. had my fun waiting for the ppl to come and taking snapshots of them when they are playing &lt;s&gt;cream&lt;/s&gt; hair mousse conveyor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another hilarious incident worth mentioning about is, while talking to my game partner, L, he got &lt;em&gt;blessings &lt;/em&gt;from above. I saw it when it happened! haha.. Now I know why there's a huge bird sculpture along the river. haha.. :c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's mean to laugh at others misfortune.. so, the god of birds taught me a lesson too. i almost tio-ed birdshit yesterday after lunch. It flew right past my face. I could see it at the corner of my eyes and yes, I felt the tiny wisp of wind too!! it was that close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to today, work isn't smoothsailing. i still feel stupid. i bought the lamp so i can read on my bed. i wanna read becus i dun wanna feel stupid. so i was happy to buy that piece of $5.90 lamp and paid $15.90 more for the bulbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brighter? yes!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115807766191797833?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115807766191797833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115807766191797833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115807766191797833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115807766191797833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/bought-new-lamp.html' title='bought a new lamp!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115730065080603814</id><published>2006-09-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:24:11.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekly updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;weekly updates&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cont. where i've stopped last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eco challenge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe this time, we came in the 13th position! it's so much better than the smrt challenge. the other grp which went ard with us, came in the 12th position. and my colleague's grp......... came in 1st!! OMGOMG.. i was screaming on the phone at him when he told me and he kept hurrying us to clinch the 3rd place. it's not too bad lah.. we've gotten 10+3rd place instead. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember what happened on mon - wed already. i remembered one of the days i went on an inpromptu solo shopping at bpp after work. felt greatz! and bought things of cos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs was ktv with christine. we wanted to go memories, which is a cheaper (but lousier) ktv option at night. but christine decided to try calling kbox to ask. so i called to find out it's ladies night on every thurs! :D kewl... we onli were onli neeeded to pay the drinks, tidbits and some additional charges. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i ate fish &amp; co! the mussels are so delicious! i went home with a happy stomach. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i stood the whole afternoon somewhere out at paya lebar. hot, tiring, and boring. a series of funny stuffs happened that afternoon. getting late, photo incident and trying to hide teeshirt logo but failed incident...i was an exhausted stone before heading to harry's bar to celebrate zy's bday. while having supper at sembawang, hua called for an inpromptu gossip session. but due to geographical differences, i have to give the session a miss that night. sorry girls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun mid afternoon i went to the zoo thanks to dor jie's free pass. i was terrible person cus i was supposed to give someone my support but i've forgotten. i've forgotten it despite of so many reminders. sorry bro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not putting up any photos le. i felt that i didnt rest at all this weekend...&lt;small&gt;again&lt;/small&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115730065080603814?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115730065080603814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115730065080603814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115730065080603814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115730065080603814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekly-updates.html' title='weekly updates'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115662336288899113</id><published>2006-08-27T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T04:16:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bothering me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;bothering me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm never good in art. digital art. after many trials and errors, i've managed to churn out these in 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/poster3bblog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/certblog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;wats with all the blankos? sorry i wanna haolian, but i'm kiasi at the same time.. :p&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i think they look quite nice lar.. though i cannot take much credit for these. for the poster, i koped the boots photo from deviantart and the font from misprint typed 3.0. as for the cert, some fonts are again from misprint and the blue gradient idea was from kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, what i did is to googled, copied a few things from different places and put them &lt;i&gt;nicely&lt;/i&gt; together. simple but neat! i hope they like it. or at least dun complain. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i'm finally done with the art.... i'm too happy to sleep. i have a eco amazing race to &lt;s&gt;complete&lt;/s&gt; compete tmr. thinking of whether to google help for my team. nah, i think i'll just zzz after this.. it's already 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niteyz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115662336288899113?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115662336288899113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115662336288899113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115662336288899113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115662336288899113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/bothering-me.html' title='bothering me'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115616952076455570</id><published>2006-08-21T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:21:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Some Updates&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on course for this week somewhere in town!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy cus i have opportunities to lunch with some of my jiemeiz and orchard is just ard the corner!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;NDP 2006&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to watch NDP live &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt; this year. hahaha. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the initial plan was to watch the show with dorjie and wodeta but dorjie ended up going back to wingtai warehouse to shop for more shoes... so my korkor got really lucky instead. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/outside.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;why wasn't i in the pic? ehh.. there i was disgustingly red that day so i decided to be the orange mascot for the country!!!! erm, u believe?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/ndpfly.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;the flying objects at ndp 2006&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/redsky.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;the sky was very 佩和 (accommodating) that day! it was PINK! RED + WHITE!!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/colorfullights.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;u watched it every year but u will not understand the hardwork behind until u experienced it. amazing formation and pretty colors!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/lightsindarkness1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;i know i have done no justice to the fireworks. but i was holding umbrella while snapping these pictures to protect &lt;s&gt;us&lt;/s&gt; myself at the same time!!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/meandbyebye.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;of cos, the best part must come last. har? me?! *giggles* no lah.. :p&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, we ended the night eating the dao huey (soya bean&lt;em&gt;curd&lt;/em&gt;) at geylang. crappy attitude but delicious food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Botanica Challenge 2006&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been to a picnic for... erm... i think 3 years?! so there we went to botanics gardens to watch the swans, turtles, dogs, little kids, chinese orchestra, and plants. hmm aiya actually the main point for the gathering is becus yx is going away to the far west for 4mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/botanica1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/botanica2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the day after shopping at a supermart and cd shop at tanglin mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;sentosa 2006&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love going to the beach!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going sentosa is always such a happy event!........ i had picnic (again) for the 2nd time in a mth!!!!!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice colleague lent me the islander card. so five of us got in for free! oh oh! one more thing, i finally know how to float on seawater!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/playsentosa1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we picnicked and bruised ourselves silly with the volleyball. :( pain but it's fun! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was early when we left sentosa so me and my kor went window shopping at habourfront when i got really stressed for not being able to find something decent for wodeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/ysstress.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just back from dajie's blog. i think she has spoken my mind too. actually, i do feel tired too. and yes, it's accumulative and damaging to skin. :( but i believe things will eventually slow down once everyone gets busy. and i feel eventually is coming soon. i'm feeling really neutral abt it. neither looking forward to eventually nor hating it. cus the sun is still rising up from the east tmr morning. &lt;s&gt;when i hope i can get more sleep.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115616952076455570?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115616952076455570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115616952076455570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115616952076455570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115616952076455570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-updates_21.html' title='Some Updates'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115573735269532057</id><published>2006-08-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:09:12.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;flying in google earth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go think abt how &lt;a href=http://www.isoma.net/games/GogglesBeta09.swf&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; could be done in my spare time. it's so fun!! like ermm.. really fun lorrr....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i wish i'm more talented. or more serious with work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115573735269532057?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115573735269532057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115573735269532057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115573735269532057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115573735269532057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-interesting.html' title='something interesting'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115506628671061324</id><published>2006-08-09T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:55:35.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>click</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;click click click&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally clicked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the best movies i've ever watched in my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one has warned me abt the tear-jerking part. arghh.. i laughed and cried. And i laughed again while my tears are still halfway trickling down my face. Many lessons are learnt in the movie. Memories are precious. Getting priorities right are oso impt. hehee.. this is one show which i definitely dun mind watching again. :~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also fireworked tonight. it was so beautiful. but still, it pales in comparision when i think abt the fireworks on ndp preview 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the best fireworks alone at the bridge near the national stadium. and it felt really great. mabbe becus at that moment, the sky was so beautiful that i dun have time to tell another person abt it. so, for those who couldn't get the ndp tickets this year and only wanna watch the fireworks, pls be at the bridge before 8pm tmr. i won't be there cus i'll be at the stadium waving singapore flag and singing sinapore songs. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suz, &lt;s&gt;i&lt;/s&gt; we miss u.. like crazy. hope u read this and be back soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115506628671061324?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115506628671061324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115506628671061324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115506628671061324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115506628671061324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/click.html' title='click'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115500634003944688</id><published>2006-08-08T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T11:05:40.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intoxicated by meji chocs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;intoxicated by meji strawberry chocs..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finishing a pack within a few hours in the morning. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115500634003944688?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115500634003944688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115500634003944688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115500634003944688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115500634003944688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/intoxicated-by-meji-chocs.html' title='intoxicated by meji chocs..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115495937342436677</id><published>2006-08-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:02:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;the old photos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/smrt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;not fated with $2000 prize...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/convo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;finally convocated&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/ndpreview.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;first time watching fireworks alone and walking along the duno what bridge near cozypub with kor&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/ktv.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;ktving away.. poor cameraman kh not in pic again..&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. that was wat happened 2 weeks ago. last friday we celebrated freddie's bday and ate ourselves silly at sakae and ben&amp;jerry's. thanks freddie for the icecream! :D~ too bad i didnt take any photos cus.. cus... i can't bring camera out on weekdays. T_T Sat was wellspent mahjonging at bren's place and watching fireworks' smokes from the corridors. and milopengz won! yea! they are so talented &lt;small&gt;and cute.&lt;/small&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes so fast when one is working. my deadlines are coming!! -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115495937342436677?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115495937342436677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115495937342436677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115495937342436677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115495937342436677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-photos.html' title='the old photos'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115471660652577517</id><published>2006-08-05T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T02:36:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collecting stamps</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;collecting stamps&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably the most common hobby for most of us when we were young. But not to the youngsters these days. stamps are getting really obsolete these days. when is the last time u heard someone has sent a postcard/letter to his/her penpals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've stopped &lt;s&gt;asking my dad for stamps&lt;/s&gt; collecting stamps ever since PSLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v626/sylveeer/stamps.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this collection from disney actually "reignite" my interests again. i will probably buy it if i walk past a singpost or wad one day. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i think i'm being misplaced. what is so funny that i dun understand? am i really so hard to get along with? it hurts but i still kept my smile. crooked but i've tried. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say my jiemeis have saved the day for me. I am really thankful for them. ^^ The recreational preparation is making me jittery. I'm really scared of screwing things up. Is this saikang or a path to opportunities? I'm afraid to say that i'm blind to opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About SMSes and Phonecalls.&lt;br /&gt;These days, i find it's a chore to reply smses.... esp. during office hours.&lt;br /&gt;1stly, i have things to do and many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, i am still not used to typing smses on a nokia hp and the keypad of this model is so hard that it hurts my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, i dont think it's nice to keep smsing away in the office and there is high traffic flow along my cubie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i took a longer than usual time to reply. pls forgive me. i'm not finding excuses but i'm really exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like ppl to call me during office hours unless it's regarding something really urgent or something that can be settled in a few secs. I think I sounded petty here. Sorry. But these little things irritate the hell outta me these days, and i'm still figuring out why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More reflections and rest need to be done i guess. I've been neglecting.... myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115471660652577517?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115471660652577517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115471660652577517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115471660652577517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115471660652577517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/collecting-stamps.html' title='collecting stamps'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115444944724067301</id><published>2006-08-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:27:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week good</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;last week good&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i wanna blog abt smrt challenge, 4-day work week, convo, ndp preview fireworks and ktv. but. TOO TIRED. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last week is good lah. tmr i'll be having lunch at orc! yay! free lunch! :D very swreepy. good nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am considering starting a new blog for work. my woes and joys.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115444944724067301?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115444944724067301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115444944724067301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115444944724067301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115444944724067301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-week-good.html' title='last week good'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115402412642192341</id><published>2006-07-28T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T02:15:26.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tmr convo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;tmr convo..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my multi-lines right eyelid has returned to its normal state. actually preferred it to be have more lines although it makes my right eye look bigger than my left sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, tmr is convo. i'm just done with the basic preparations. i got a feeling.. it's gonna be really messy tmr. for me. haha.. i havent pin up the gold color thingy properly! i havent tried the hat! arhhhh.. i havent decided on the shoes to wear. and i have no black shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf is not going... he has no intention to go. so there isn't an issue abt who's meeting who tmr anymore. seriously, i duno i should feel glad or disappointed. mind is in a whirlpool... ahhhh i havent charged my batteries!!! and where's my mask!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shd just go sleep now. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115402412642192341?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115402412642192341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115402412642192341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115402412642192341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115402412642192341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/07/tmr-convo.html' title='tmr convo..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115358828314465783</id><published>2006-07-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T01:11:23.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;sighs...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just calculated. i will be very broke for the next 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115358828314465783?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115358828314465783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115358828314465783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115358828314465783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115358828314465783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/07/sighs.html' title='sighs..'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115323016166584740</id><published>2006-07-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:42:41.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anime is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;anime is back!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i only enjoy watching animes when i'm stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched nana 15 yesterday and cried!! argh.. i think nana very poor thing.. i'm so angry with that sachiko and shoji! okay, i know nana and shoji are not compatible and nana is too self centered at times. it's just so painful to watch... but i'm already looking forward to the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like time passes very quickly once i reached home from work. i am still trying to get used to it. sighs. i miss the dota, maple, msn and goingout days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115323016166584740?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115323016166584740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115323016166584740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115323016166584740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115323016166584740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/07/anime-is-back.html' title='anime is back!'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115314498703576909</id><published>2006-07-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:03:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoney is a song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Stoney is a song!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words and Music by Kent LaVoie ( a.k.a, "Lobo" ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since we both were kids&lt;br /&gt;I recall the silly things we did&lt;br /&gt;She would want to ride upon my back&lt;br /&gt;To keep from stepping on a crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think of it back then&lt;br /&gt;But even when she did not win&lt;br /&gt;She was happy just to play&lt;br /&gt;Stoney liked to live out every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, life is summertime&lt;br /&gt;The joy you find in living every day&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, how I love your simple ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when no one understood&lt;br /&gt;Seems that Stoney always would&lt;br /&gt;We'd walk for hours in the sand&lt;br /&gt;She would always try and hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, liked the summertime&lt;br /&gt;The joy you find in living every day&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, how I love your simple ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't recollect the time&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this old friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Or when I first saw in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;What she tried so not to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, liked the summertime&lt;br /&gt;The joy you find in living every day&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, how I love your simple ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, liked the summertime&lt;br /&gt;The joy you find in living every day&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, how I love your simple ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, liked the summertime&lt;br /&gt;The joy you find in living every day&lt;br /&gt;Stoney, how I love your simple ways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115314498703576909?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115314498703576909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115314498703576909' title='0 Comments'/><link 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my work happily for this week, that's something to cheer abt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i found my long lost primary school fren who is working in my company for attachment! HO ZY! it took me 4 days to realise he looks like ZY. but he introduced himself as n*c so i didnt ask him until i saw his full name on his report! haha i'm so impressed with myself cus i actually remember him but &lt;strong&gt;he has no idea who am i&lt;/strong&gt;. -_- haha win liao. we have lost contact since pri school graduation. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i have new clothes! and am aiming to become an iora member within 6 months. anyone has their receipts? can pass to me?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i slept at 3am(sat morning). it's the first time for this week!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i ate my fav selegie dao huey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i found out something. and.. hmm.. i couldn't find the right words to say now. so just hope everything would be fine lar. I know the kinda situation u are going thru now but i can't just tell u not to be sad or stop thinking. U will stop thinking when u decided to do so. Give urself some time. I can assure u that things can only get better and &lt;s&gt;rent&lt;/s&gt; lend my shoulders/hand out if u need them. Remember u still have family, many friends, colleagues and &lt;strong&gt;mabbe &lt;/strong&gt;some secret admirers who care abt u too. and remember ur payday is coming and i'm hungry. heehee. Jiayou ar! *patpat* :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think this friday is rather eventful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Looney! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115293984707765296?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115293984707765296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115293984707765296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115293984707765296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115293984707765296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-week.html' title='first week'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537356.post-115271247684929200</id><published>2006-07-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:54:36.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working is depressing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;working is depressing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's onli the 3rd day. why am i so weak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537356-115271247684929200?l=ys21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/feeds/115271247684929200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537356&amp;postID=115271247684929200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115271247684929200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537356/posts/default/115271247684929200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ys21.blogspot.com/2006/07/working-is-depressing.html' title='working is depressing'/><author><name>silmoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399283095285965861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
