<?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-6918767504640515380</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:35:46.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause life's a celebration...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5725542699471172232</id><published>2009-09-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:45:39.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work die</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I know it's been an ultimately long time (is that even a phrase?) that i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life is so damn boring during the holidays since i've got nothing to do. Just started working ytr with shumin, boon and joel. Do some door to door sales for starhub. Direct marketing eh? Super tiring la. We've met many funny people through our visits while some are really nasty, some are a waste of time, and some are nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hate blogger now, everything like damn weird. -.- Like all in htmls please lmk if you can fix it back to the normal state. urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5725542699471172232?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5725542699471172232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5725542699471172232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5725542699471172232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5725542699471172232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-work-die.html' title='Work work die'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-4631133159680046787</id><published>2009-04-14T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:05:11.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The photoshoot</title><content type='html'>Went to Marina Barrage yesterday with kiatyi, reached thr like 12 or so, and the sun was a TORTURE. Spent like 30mins putting on my costume and after 5mins out, i went back in to change. LOL.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up at 8AM to get ready leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But then again, i wake up at 8am every morning. :S weird body clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to CityHall (could we were both dying of thirst and hunger) and ate our lunch at MOS BURGER. Yum. So happy. Then we toured the rest of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Singapore, Esplanadae/Merlion/Fullerton Hotel, SG river &lt;/span&gt;etc like tourists. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally by 4+ the Sun wasn't that hot anymore, and we headed back to Marina Barrage to shoot. I became an expert! I spend like 10-15mins putting on the costume this time. :D Much to the photographer's delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were much more people this time, most were flying kites, or having a picnic, alot were families or groups of friends. It really is a beautiful place, and from pictures of the blue skies behind me, can't you no agree more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for couples to hang out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(DURING THE EVENING PLEASE)&lt;/span&gt; to watch the sunset. Note that there will be quite alot of people thr, so dont go too lovey dovey. LOL. There's a free shuttle bus there from Marina Bay mrt station. Last bus from mrt is at 6pm, last one from marina bay at 7.15pm. SO if you're gonna go home after 7.15pm, get ready your transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A BIG HUGE FAT GIANTIC THANKYOU TO MISS TAN KIATYI FOR BEING EXTREMELY PATIENCE AND PROFESSIONAL. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for running abt with me yesterday even though you're unwell! :D Loved the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the photos for your viewing (and laughing) pleasure. Can anyone guess what character i'm cosplaying? None of the photos were photoshopped btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrDynAHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0UXPfVIDnQE/s1600-h/3038_73175222242_545827242_1604808_5908024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrDynAHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0UXPfVIDnQE/s400/3038_73175222242_545827242_1604808_5908024_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716750257193074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrfSRZpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Co5b60g5hTA/s1600-h/3038_73175237242_545827242_1604811_3356380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrfSRZpI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Co5b60g5hTA/s400/3038_73175237242_545827242_1604811_3356380_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716757637752466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrSQEGgI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ajMtv1uF_kc/s1600-h/3038_73175242242_545827242_1604812_4628814_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUyl15LLDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/AEC7GeZ3DMQ/s400/3038_73175247242_545827242_1604813_7258335_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324717760138914866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4631133159680046787?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4631133159680046787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4631133159680046787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4631133159680046787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4631133159680046787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/04/photoshoot.html' title='The photoshoot'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SeUxrDynAHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0UXPfVIDnQE/s72-c/3038_73175222242_545827242_1604808_5908024_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-7737626572096946909</id><published>2009-04-12T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:11:07.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shinjiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/94/ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg/200px-ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 282px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/94/ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg/200px-ShinjukuIncidentPoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All above, me, shihui, jasmine, kiatyi &amp;amp; leo went to catch the shinjiku incident at vivo city. Went to the gym before that with leo. Quite slack during gym, cause my arms &amp;amp; legs were cramping due to the WII party the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, stupid contact lens took me like 20 freaking mins to handle, cause my GEO lens were like tearing up my eyes. I had to open my new lens to put on. YADA YADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fast forward to vivo, it was rather crowded, but normal for a sunday, managed to get good seats though, and me &amp;amp; leo have free tickets! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very nice ok, use my $8 coupon for one of the girls ( i only had one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SPOILER*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was gory at someparts, where they just chopped out the hands of people. Wah seh, leo was covering my eyes for me, and i was like constantly gripping his arms. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we walked ard, and went for dinner, where i got scolded by kiatyi for stabbing my steak. Awful meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the window, dot dot dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-7737626572096946909?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7737626572096946909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=7737626572096946909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7737626572096946909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7737626572096946909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/04/shinjiku.html' title='shinjiku'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4375970606620383712</id><published>2009-04-10T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:36:42.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/satay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/satay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3205983898_e479e87992.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3450/3205983898_e479e87992.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, met up with Boon for dinner last night, it was raining the whole damn day. -.- We went over to chompchomp but it was bloody full with like throngs of people, well public holiday mah, so we went over to chupchup, the one opposite the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered soya bean, satay (not very nice), fried oyster (or-luak), and fish soup. LOL. yes, we finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked back, along the way i made a bet with Boon on 1 cup of soyabean than jason wouldn't come over to meet us. Enough said, i lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with jason, from a THOUSAAAAAANDDDDD years ago, super long nv see him le! Never change, still the same, except more bad eh? Hang around again next time, sure to have fun. thanks for the night you guys. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4375970606620383712?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4375970606620383712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4375970606620383712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4375970606620383712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4375970606620383712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/04/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-738546866048085061</id><published>2009-04-09T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:24:16.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JB</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, it has suddenly occured to me that i haven't been blogging since ages. Haha. Well, since i'm bored now, i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JB yesterday, took a coach in with mum, Mei Hao and her mum. We booked seats from a coach and had to meet at woodlands mrt for the coach to come pick us up. We kept looking out for a coach and to our *surprise* a VAN came. Mini van. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng we were not the only ones who were taking the coach, there was some other group as well. The whole process in took a mere 15-20mins? Damn near. Anyway, we alighted at DANGA CITY MALL, the new huge shopping mall. It was a ghost town. Do avoid. haha. We left that place 5mins after walking about. Took a cab from Danga Mall to City Sq with high hopes, 5RM. Our high hopes were dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Sq was such a raved about place, and yet when we got there, there were hardly ANYTHING to buy. Well, got a normal basic tank for like 10RM, a bb cream from faceshop (FS thr is much cheaper: MH bought the bb cream from SGD38 HEEEEEE...), a tshirt for 10RM and that's it. The trendy stuff like floral skirts, etc, were like double the price of those found in SG. I rather go bugis street. LOL. MH bought shoes and all that also. Not very cheap leh, the nicer designs costs a bomb. Wanted to get an airbrush tattoo, but my mum says its a waste of money. But it's so damn cheap la! Like 8-15RM only lor. :( Sentosa one like 20SGD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed off to Holiday plaza after that, which was another 6-7RM away. It was much more sleazy, security isn't that good. Held onto our bags for dear life. The whole place looks old, but the stuff there were much cheaper than in City sq. They have more shops worth walking into, but many shops sells slutty, skimpy clothes. LOL. Bought a cute bow-tie blouse for 20RM (my mum's haggling skills) and bought 2 shirts for Leo. Very cheap leh, 30RM for any two shirts. :D Bought contact lens there as well, 55RM for 2boxes plus free one pair! Better still it covers mild astig, so it'll be much clearer for me. Yay! The coloured lens are so cheap also. Get your lenses from holiday plaza instead of city plaza. Ask me if you wanna know the address to the shop i went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their lolita stuff so expensive lor. :( So gorgeous thou. Oh well. The MACS there was such a rip off, the bill was 21RM but the waiter told MH to give 24RM, then before her, he gave 50RM less to the lady, who demanded her 50RM back. WTF right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab back to the custom, 8RM, all the taxi drivers press the meter but quote higher prices anyway. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tired*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-738546866048085061?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/738546866048085061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=738546866048085061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/738546866048085061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/738546866048085061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/04/jb.html' title='JB'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-7739517321895528378</id><published>2009-02-18T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:25:57.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becuase i'm a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhlhsB0VkkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhlhsB0VkkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-7739517321895528378?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7739517321895528378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=7739517321895528378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7739517321895528378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7739517321895528378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/02/becuase-im-girl.html' title='Becuase i&apos;m a girl'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-1252152501135380669</id><published>2009-01-01T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:44:06.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;Super cute song!&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTC4qkb8Ppk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTC4qkb8Ppk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1252152501135380669?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1252152501135380669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1252152501135380669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1252152501135380669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1252152501135380669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-things.html' title='7 things'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-9035910902489597428</id><published>2008-12-23T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:51:21.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2303/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2303/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, i felt twilight did not live up to it's expection. The story line i liked, but most of the rest i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care you know. I still think she looks like Emma Watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that they could have developed more on how they fell in love. Cos it was like, she was suddenly fell in love with him. Too fast, too in love from a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fight scenes, not bad la, but it was also too fast. Just flying ard, crash crash. Then i think the villian shld show more signs of begin in pain/resisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDING? Urgh. Part-two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-9035910902489597428?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/9035910902489597428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=9035910902489597428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/9035910902489597428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/9035910902489597428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-560498529798839411</id><published>2008-12-17T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:09:51.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallet&lt;br /&gt;leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;black footless leggings&lt;br /&gt;contacts (i knw i just got a new pair but...)&lt;br /&gt;mineral blush&lt;br /&gt;makeup pouch&lt;br /&gt;leather bracelets&lt;br /&gt;night gown&lt;br /&gt;corset&lt;br /&gt;more shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list rolls on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-560498529798839411?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/560498529798839411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=560498529798839411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/560498529798839411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/560498529798839411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/wishlist-i-wanna-wallet-leather-jacket.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-4169131783209062659</id><published>2008-12-14T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:59:34.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bgXbETnNU0I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bgXbETnNU0I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Beth is scared to death&lt;br /&gt;To hear what the doctor will say&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't been well, since the day that she fell&lt;br /&gt;And the bruise just won't go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she sits and she waits with her mother and dad&lt;br /&gt;And flips through an old magazine&lt;br /&gt;Till the nurse with the smile stands in the door&lt;br /&gt;And says will you please come with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Beth is scared to death&lt;br /&gt;Cause the doctor just told her the news&lt;br /&gt;Between the red cells and white, something's not right&lt;br /&gt;But we're gonna take care of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six chances in ten, it won't come back again&lt;br /&gt;With the therapy we're gonna try&lt;br /&gt;It's just been approved, it's the strongest there is&lt;br /&gt;And I think that we caught it in time&lt;br /&gt;And Sara Beth closes her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And she dreams she's dancing&lt;br /&gt;Around and around without any cares&lt;br /&gt;And her very first love is holding her close&lt;br /&gt;And a soft wind is blowing her hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Beth is scared to death&lt;br /&gt;As she sits holding her mom&lt;br /&gt;Cause it would be a mistake for someone to take&lt;br /&gt;A bald headed girl to the prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just this morning, right here on her pillow&lt;br /&gt;Was the cruelest of any surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she cried when she gathered it all in her hands&lt;br /&gt;The proof that she couldn't deny&lt;br /&gt;And Sara Beth closes her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And she dreams she's dancing&lt;br /&gt;Around and around without any cares&lt;br /&gt;And her very first love is holding her close&lt;br /&gt;And a soft wind is blowing her hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;It's quarter to seven, that boy's at the door&lt;br /&gt;And her daddy ushers him in&lt;br /&gt;And when he takes off his cap&lt;br /&gt;They all start to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cause this morning where his hair had all been&lt;br /&gt;Softly she touches just skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they go dancing, around and around&lt;br /&gt;Without any cares&lt;br /&gt;And her very first true love is holding her close&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment she isn't scared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4169131783209062659?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4169131783209062659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4169131783209062659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4169131783209062659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4169131783209062659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/skin.html' title='Skin'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-906566045670228228</id><published>2008-12-11T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:28:34.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Found something cute while imeem-surfing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she acts shy - Say I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;When she runs from you - Chase her.&lt;br /&gt;When she puts her face near yours - Kiss her..&lt;br /&gt;When she kicks and punches you - Hold her tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is silent - She's thinking of how to say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you - She wants all you attention.&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away - Grab her by the waist and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;When you see her at her worst - Tell her she's Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she screams at you - Tell you love her; But you have to mean it.&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking - Sneak up behind her and grab her by the waist.&lt;br /&gt;When she's scared - Hold her and tell her everything will be okay cause she's with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks like something is the matter - Kiss her and tell her not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;When she holds your hand - Play with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;When she says she's cold - Move closer&lt;br /&gt;When she walks away and looks in the distance - Walk up beside her and talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she flirts with you - never turn her down or ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;when its just you and her in the room - Ask her to stay a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;Compliments, Compliments, Compliments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-906566045670228228?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/906566045670228228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=906566045670228228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/906566045670228228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/906566045670228228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-5926285375180418595</id><published>2008-12-06T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T05:05:34.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cc</title><content type='html'>People! who's in for some Christmas celebration? Wanna exchange gifts and stuff and gather for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5926285375180418595?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5926285375180418595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5926285375180418595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5926285375180418595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5926285375180418595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/cc.html' title='cc'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-7571544974404138854</id><published>2008-12-03T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:16:15.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10101010</title><content type='html'>It's been 10months together now, and still it seems like the first day we met. Full of surprises and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the night when u took off your shoes for me to wear when my feet hurt like hell from my high heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 10th month anniversary sweet thing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost weight! nooo! i am not anorexic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-7571544974404138854?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7571544974404138854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=7571544974404138854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7571544974404138854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7571544974404138854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/10101010.html' title='10101010'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-8260843091257634677</id><published>2008-12-01T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:23:42.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah</title><content type='html'>I'm tired. I'm sick. I've got no mood to blog. I've got no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe we worked full shift (12hrs) for 3 continuous days &amp;amp; got sick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8260843091257634677?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8260843091257634677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8260843091257634677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8260843091257634677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8260843091257634677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/12/gah.html' title='Gah'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-458900089674702675</id><published>2008-11-20T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:09:25.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALL POST THE PICS WHEN I HAVE ALL OF THEM READY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ling(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-458900089674702675?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/458900089674702675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=458900089674702675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/458900089674702675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/458900089674702675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom.html' title='PRom'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-3167609280494329089</id><published>2008-11-16T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:19:25.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel's hse</title><content type='html'>Went to Joel's house on Friday, togetehr was Boon Ping, &amp;amp; Shumin. Sung Karaoke and played mahjong. Till his speaker blew with a BOOM and died. I hope his speaker is alright when he comes back from Caribbean. :( Else he surely ge5t scolded by his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since we hang out together, the old old sec 1 clique. Pretty fun and very funny day. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for inviting us over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-3167609280494329089?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/3167609280494329089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=3167609280494329089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3167609280494329089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3167609280494329089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/joels-hse.html' title='Joel&apos;s hse'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-2784261700659484258</id><published>2008-11-13T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:42:53.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARCLAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlIxGnmmI/AAAAAAAAAoU/X8qt-jpD9n8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlIxGnmmI/AAAAAAAAAoU/X8qt-jpD9n8/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268337602899450466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at the end of the day while clearing. it was MUCH nicer with all the lights &amp;amp; settings!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to work ytr as an even waitress at SINGAPORE NATIONAL MUSEUM. Met alot of ppl and made alot of new friends! MOSTLY everyone was quite fun, and i enjoyed myself ye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our event, we played host to the BARCLAY financial company. Barclay is like this super duper rich investor that hosts golf &amp;amp; football &amp;amp; stuff like that, so we had to provide like super good service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300+ guests, and like 50-60 of service people crammed in a small small tiny place. But the ambiance was fab, lighting/sound/music was great. Really like a little pub. For the expensive of course. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were like so many of us, thn unfair right, most of them came with friends, should know i ask all the rest come with me. Thr were too many of us. Basically about 25-30,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;our schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-5pm (slacccck)&lt;br /&gt;5pm+ (ATE)&lt;br /&gt;6pm (Start serving- MADDNESS)&lt;br /&gt;9-10pm (clearing)&lt;br /&gt;10pm+ (ate, again. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;11-12pm (slack, cleared)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and they paid us from 2pm? We practially just stood ard and did NOTHING. The rest tough part starts when the guests started streaming in. They were like 1.8/1.9++ freaking tall ang mohs/middle eastern/japan/indian guests. All looking smart in their suits &amp;amp; all. Some were friendly, some couldn't care, some got sick of us reitarating our question of 'Would you like a drink sir/madam?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone alrdy had a drink, or didn't want any more (cause we kept asking &amp;amp; asking &amp;amp; asking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, quite slack loh. Except that we can't just sit ard, we walked ard, manover our way thru skirts, suits &amp;amp; elbows. Wa lao, thn they so frickin tall, always kanna elbowed. The tray with the drinks fricking heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we were supposed to serve cocktails/wines/juices. Basically alcohols. I can still rmb the 6 items!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-drinks.com.pl/images/drinki/gin/tom_collins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.e-drinks.com.pl/images/drinki/gin/tom_collins.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The ones thy made more cloudy, but it is a blend of soda, and...i forgot. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;1. Tom Collins &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ben/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Cannot find pic, but basically it's espresso+whisky. it's bubbly &amp;amp; dark brownish/black)&lt;br /&gt;2. Smooth velvet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2626912127_f152de0dc7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 297px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2626912127_f152de0dc7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Oh yeah! SG SLING. But many seems to get put off by the pineapple or something. LOL. i Dropped the pineapple on the floor while getting a glass for a guest. He was nice la, he said he didn't need it. xD)&lt;br /&gt;3. Singapore sling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2008092808_eb7193f67a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2008092808_eb7193f67a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Em. Gin with something. LOL. This glassware was hard to balance on a tray. It's called a flute or something like that. THIN stems. Dangerously, thin stems.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Negroni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1317/546919357_92c4380199.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1317/546919357_92c4380199.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's this maroon/blackish drink. With cocoa? The glassware for this that we have are more short, stubby little things though. Looks like coke from this pic doesn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Black russian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2361371138_1cfdd90211.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 421px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2361371138_1cfdd90211.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Creamy, milky, greenish-looking drink. This is a desert drink with mint, cream, choco if im not wrong. Guest said it was pretty light and refreshing (:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had house pours: absolute vodka, veledere vodka (sp?),  johnnie walker black label, bombay sapphire (gin?), london something (LOL), havanna ...whisky? don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wines: Australian white/ red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beers: Stella Arotois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champagne, cranberry, orange, lime juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champagne was pretty popular. So was beer &amp;amp; wines!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were food also, but we were the drinks crew so we didn't have to bother abt the food. (: The food crew were all abt our age i guess, but they get paid $6/hr while we got $8/hr. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlJm_Ot-I/AAAAAAAAAok/oUCT5HZntHI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlJm_Ot-I/AAAAAAAAAok/oUCT5HZntHI/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268337617363974114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlJVD_F9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/u87zg9vqN1o/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlJVD_F9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/u87zg9vqN1o/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268337612552083410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were these special 'ice cubes' (plastic light thingys) tht were put into the drinks, and the guests were damn intrigued. Cause their drinks were like BLINKING flashes of blue light. Took 2 home. Some of them took like the whole box of them home! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guests loved the lights, &amp;amp; got me to gave them a few. One of the lady was like super excited and wanted one, then her friend said, 'ignore her, she's senstive to light.' LOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the whole experience was fun fun fun, plus good pay, BUT very very tired feet. Good thing is that they give us cold hard cash on the spot after the deed is done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting to know about all the different types of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to work with them again! Hopefully the contacts i made can help me get another better job. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-2784261700659484258?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2784261700659484258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=2784261700659484258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2784261700659484258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2784261700659484258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/barclay.html' title='BARCLAY'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SRzlIxGnmmI/AAAAAAAAAoU/X8qt-jpD9n8/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-387558963812855952</id><published>2008-11-08T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:05:09.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwritting test</title><content type='html'>Tan uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional. She does have emotions but has no need to express them. She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone.&lt;p&gt;The circumstances when Tan does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far. She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment. She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?"&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009295.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Tan doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q23_1094009506.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Tan will demand respect and will expect others to treat her with honor and dignity. Tan believes in her ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. She has a lot of pride.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009749.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Tan will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; In reference to Tan's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Tan slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Tan can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Tan is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Tan basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q28_1094010270.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Tan is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. She pokes people harder than she gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010847.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Something is incomplete in Tan's life. She feels frustration relating to her physical needs and desires. Somewhere in her life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Tan's sexual needs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soem of this is just rubbish i feel. Some parts are ok. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-387558963812855952?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/387558963812855952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=387558963812855952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/387558963812855952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/387558963812855952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/handwritting-test.html' title='Handwritting test'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-1150675587210257442</id><published>2008-11-06T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:19:17.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job</title><content type='html'>Okaye, so i woke up like 7+ this morning, god knows why, checked my mail cause some girl smsed me last night asking me to check my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was offering some $10/hr job. as a BEVERAGE promoter. She refused to tell me the brand of the BEVERAGE we were promoting till i'm selected. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending in the details &amp;amp; some pictures, she asked for more details &amp;amp; pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea WHY i had to give her my bust, waist, hips measurements, weight, height. O.O She said it's for the uniform though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i shall play along and see how it goes. (: Hopefully it turns out well! Anyone who wants the jobs, sms me or msn me ok? If we all go together it'll be fun. Not to mention safer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls only! (they don't accept boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye, i was bored so i was surfing thru David &amp;amp; Goliath and they have the funniest tees! Shall post up some i found funny for your viewing pleasure. Some maybe R rated or offensive, but don't take it to heart yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/8080_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/8080_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/3454_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/3454_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/3552_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/3552_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1377_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1377_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1438_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1438_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/42_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/42_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/6027_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/6027_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/5912_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/5912_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1524_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/1524_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/5955_0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/shop/images/tees6/5955_0L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1150675587210257442?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1150675587210257442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1150675587210257442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1150675587210257442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1150675587210257442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/job.html' title='Job'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-1664492187637465634</id><published>2008-11-06T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T05:11:09.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOBJOBJOBJOBJOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trukmanns.com/images/employment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.trukmanns.com/images/employment.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i've been really crazy looking for a job lately, checking my gmail constantly and sending in my resumes like MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even resort to looking for an agent but still no news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone has an offer, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LET ME KNOW OK?&lt;/span&gt; Mail me at: kairatan@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i even created a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DECENT&lt;/span&gt; email for job-seeking. Don't want some future boss to get turned off by: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sexybabe1234@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye, so i was going thru the network sourcing for jobs when i saw several posts looking for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SUGARDADDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those, wtf-lol-siao-omg! Moments i had. The girl even requested for $1k per month 'shopping allowance' from her 'sugardaddy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more absurd, there was this guy who posted up a looking post for 'SUGAR DAUGHTER'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. So blatant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1664492187637465634?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1664492187637465634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1664492187637465634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1664492187637465634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1664492187637465634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/jobjobjobjobjob.html' title='JOBJOBJOBJOBJOB'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-6036903620497226037</id><published>2008-11-04T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:36:10.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Getting stuck at home is such a bore. someone save me from insanity. the space is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh a happier note, heading out tonight for simple dinner, and shopping on friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-6036903620497226037?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/6036903620497226037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=6036903620497226037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6036903620497226037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6036903620497226037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/boredom.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-1940092542746527860</id><published>2008-11-04T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:58:08.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does your name mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Jialing Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic “Type A” personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this off chinkiang's blog cause im frickin bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh my god. i'm freaked out by how accurate this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny, it's raining and sunny at the same time. The fight between the sun and the rain (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1940092542746527860?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1940092542746527860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1940092542746527860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1940092542746527860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1940092542746527860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-does-your-name-mean.html' title='What does your name mean?'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-8071386343979725090</id><published>2008-11-01T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:08:28.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FEMALE SURVEY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped this from Zhiying, since i was bored, i shall update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does your password have to do with a boy?&lt;br /&gt;Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats one thing a guy can do to make you like them?&lt;br /&gt;It really depends on who. If you like that person alr, then whatever they do makes you happy. But of course, surprises! flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a girly girl?&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small or big purses?&lt;br /&gt;big? i've got things to stuff. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you stay friends with your ex's?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you dress up on halloween?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you call anybody by their last name?&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many guys will read this just cause it says FEMALE SURVEY?&lt;br /&gt;no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you put on mascara without opening your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;nope. it's tough applying with them close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever cooked food your guy?&lt;br /&gt;err.... lets just say it was little less than a disaster the last time i tried :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been called a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;by who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever broken a guy's heart?&lt;br /&gt;i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american eagle or hollister?&lt;br /&gt;none?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flats or heels?&lt;br /&gt;flats most of the time, heels for special nights (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skirts or jeans?&lt;br /&gt;GAAAH skirts. flat down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socks or leggings?&lt;br /&gt;socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heels or sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;heels? don't think i even have sneakers. gotta dig :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straight or curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;curly? we always want to have what we don't have huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoops or dangling earrings?&lt;br /&gt;dangling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had your heart broken before?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer light or dark-haired guys?&lt;br /&gt;all i see are dark-haired guys anyway XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;what's he doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of having plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like your life?&lt;br /&gt;There will always be times you aren't happy, but i will always love my life, cause anything less would be letting the ones you love down. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever walked into a guy's bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;yes. a couple of times actually. XD&lt;br /&gt;a few times when i got pushed, and once when i blatantly walked in when i was drunk. LOL. It was 4am though, so don't worry. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;not that i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever slapped a boy in the face?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever not been able to get someone off your mind?&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wish you were famous?&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;black! there are 2 pigs holding a pongpong. LOOOL. i know you wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a reason to smile right now?&lt;br /&gt;sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you won a lottery, what would you buy first?&lt;br /&gt;this one's tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person of the opposite sex you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was driving the last car you were in?&lt;br /&gt;dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person that texted you?&lt;br /&gt;leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you worried about?&lt;br /&gt;the big Os!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do the majority of people in your life call you?&lt;br /&gt;jia ling? or bai mao. thanks to shihui huh? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing/person to make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;the guy on the tv drama. wahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;not really. just slacking. oh yes, there's a SS paper tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;yes please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name something great that happened today?&lt;br /&gt;it rained! AHHH! HOORRAAAY! BYE HORRID SUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many different people of the opposite sex have you really cried over?&lt;br /&gt;not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor?&lt;br /&gt;tht spells trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like your life as of now?&lt;br /&gt;of course (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, just realised ti was morning and rolled ard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the last bone you broke?&lt;br /&gt;i have never broken any bones! how lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you excited about?&lt;br /&gt;the end of all examinations! prom! shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any tattoos or piercings?&lt;br /&gt;those naughty kinds? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you curse alot?&lt;br /&gt;thanks to someone, i do it often now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was your last kiss a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone disappointed you recently?&lt;br /&gt;don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is the last time you were embarrassed?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you usually fall for people you can have?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was the last item you bought?&lt;br /&gt;last item? or items? LOL. 2 new dresses, NEW contact lenses ( $8 only leh)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you supposed to be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there someone you'd really like to hang out with and just talk about stuff?&lt;br /&gt;yeap. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping right at the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there something that has happened in your past that you really dislike talking about?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what time did you get up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;think it was 8am+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time u swam&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. like years ago? can't rmb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8071386343979725090?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8071386343979725090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8071386343979725090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8071386343979725090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8071386343979725090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/11/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-221258251480558934</id><published>2008-09-27T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:17:40.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil merchants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's revolting to see such things happening; evil merchants selling tainted milk to earn more profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more disgusting is the fact that there were actually cases since December, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LAST YEAR&lt;/span&gt; and they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;COVERED&lt;/span&gt; everything up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TILL NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i was always wary about some of the made-in-china stuff, but who can blame it's attractive cheap prices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 53000 babies are affected as of now, and i believe still counting. Even stuff like M&amp;amp;Ms, Dutch Lady, and Nestle has been recalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like OMFG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;LOOOVEEE&lt;/span&gt; Dutch lady. I tried all the flavors, honeydew, banana, strawberry, chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was super funny. She went to the NTUC with our unopened pack of peanut M&amp;amp;Ms and asked if she could get a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "Excuse me, can i get a refund for this? But i lost the receipt since it was quite a few weeks ago. Still can refund?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: "Er...i ask my manager."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: "Sure, you may refund this item."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "Really ar? But i put inside the fridge, so it's cold M&amp;amp;Ms chocolate. Can?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: "No problem, etc etc etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *heads to counter &amp;amp; got her refund quickly before leaving*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Actually, i filled in parts of the conversation myself. Since i wasn't there. But this was pretty much what happened, according to my mum. She was pretty please with the $2.80 she got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hias. Mums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have yahoo as my homepage, and i like how there is always updated news about Singapore and the world in the 'Featured Section'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i chanced upon this article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="clr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20080926/tap-as-china-tainted-milk-animals-4th-ld-bb10fb8.html"&gt;Lion cub, baby orangutans sick from Chinese milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Hui also told me that some merchants used chopsticks and soak them so long they 'rot', turning into leek/bamboo shoots like veggie and selling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also seen on the news, that they use wax in the making of 'La Chang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SN4H2C5AHvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fKQeFH-XzeQ/s1600-h/lachang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SN4H2C5AHvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fKQeFH-XzeQ/s400/lachang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250642840630861554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that very obscene looking thing you see hanging around Mei Zhen Xiang stalls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love eating those sliced, and fried into an omelette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad also told me about some merchants, who took rotten, diseased parts of pork and pass them off as fresh pork to sell in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a kid to do, living in a globalized world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-221258251480558934?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/221258251480558934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=221258251480558934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/221258251480558934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/221258251480558934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/evil-merchants.html' title='Evil merchants'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SN4H2C5AHvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fKQeFH-XzeQ/s72-c/lachang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5229918678486372858</id><published>2008-09-25T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:16:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;My heart goes to the sweet dog.&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/HmV8EXxNGNo"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/HmV8EXxNGNo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5229918678486372858?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5229918678486372858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5229918678486372858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5229918678486372858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5229918678486372858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/woof.html' title='WOOF'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4500624538798492417</id><published>2008-09-16T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:43:25.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbreallaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1299/682645077_bc44e0f381.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1299/682645077_bc44e0f381.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in one sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'I'm the kind of girl who would whip out her umbrella amongst teenagers even if it seemed kinda awkward.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand why people have to 'act tough' and think that wielding an umbrella is stupid. My bro for example doesn't even want the umbrella when it's raining. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be boys huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i need a nicer umbrella. One with laces &amp;amp; frills please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You over there, stop giving me that look of horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun's blistering hot! And i mean reaaaaaally hot. Gonna get heatstroke if i stay in the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't go giving me that 'Aiya, you so white u reflect the light' kinda joke. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEE. I'm turning dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, feeling quite pleased with myself for AMATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED! I FRICKIN PAASSSSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe that i used to be the LAST in the class with an F9? That was for SA1. But now i've got a C5! That's 4 whooping grades up. I deserve a pet on the back eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, i deserve a new dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH.. you didn't see me say that. Olvl's are coming and yet the stress seems far away. Almost like my flame has been extinguished by a giant bucket of  cold water after the PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA BUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay smart, stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the sun: Don't do your job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, don't EVER listen to those sales auntie at NTUC supermarkets. Today, she 'convinced' us to buy a huge carton of apple juice instead of the smaller bottles as it was 'cheaper'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forgot the fact however that it was 'troubleSOME'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very troublesome. So ME, SX, &amp;amp; MH sat at the tables in MACS and downed the carton. Halfway through we all had similar expressions: 'URGH'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Don't get con by innocent-looking aunties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4500624538798492417?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4500624538798492417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4500624538798492417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4500624538798492417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4500624538798492417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/umbreallaaaaa.html' title='Umbreallaaaaa'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</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-6918767504640515380.post-9181745146805207682</id><published>2008-09-16T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:52:22.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;We were both young, when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I’m standing there, on a balcony of summer air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;I see the lights, see the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You say hello, little did I know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said “stay away from Juliet”&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don’t go…&lt;br /&gt;And I said…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess,&lt;br /&gt;It’s a love story, baby, just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet, because we’re dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said “stay away from Juliet”&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you, please don’t go…&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It’s a love story, baby, just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Romeo save me, they’re trying to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it’s real&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It’s a love story, baby, just say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ohhh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Romeo save me, I’ve been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting, for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don’t know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He kneels to the ground and pulled out a ring and said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;Marry me Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and that’s all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad-you’ll pick the white dress&lt;br /&gt;It’s a love story, baby just say…yes…&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ohhh… Oh, Oh, Ohhh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;We were both young when I first saw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-9181745146805207682?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/9181745146805207682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=9181745146805207682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/9181745146805207682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/9181745146805207682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-story.html' title='Love story'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-3590955209389701279</id><published>2008-09-15T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:53:45.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eto, i passed my EMATHS and SCI MCQ! EMATHS was rather disappointing, but i was lucky to have passed sci MCQ cause i didn't study for it at all. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope AMATHS will turn out better.&lt;br /&gt;I've never passed my AMATHS, sad to say. XD The best i got was like, E8? Mostly were F9s though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna get an F9. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting back humanities, english &amp;amp; amaths papers tmr. Hopefully, it'll turn out better. I've only got myself to blame if i don't do well thou. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change so fast sometimes. And i often wonder how can lovers turn to enemies so fast? It's almost scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can create hatred so deep it's haunts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-3590955209389701279?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/3590955209389701279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=3590955209389701279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3590955209389701279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3590955209389701279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/papers.html' title='Papers'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-2092524531628968750</id><published>2008-09-08T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:45:54.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Es52WQKLumI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Es52WQKLumI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat Yi sent me this video and it's EXTREMELY CUTE &amp;amp; FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH WATCH WATCH WATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an owl like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-2092524531628968750?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2092524531628968750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=2092524531628968750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2092524531628968750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2092524531628968750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/hoot.html' title='HOOT'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-1026768391421869080</id><published>2008-09-05T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:04:56.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Firstly, to melt all cat lover's hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SMH9FTfAdSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/w8-FQcfg0QY/s1600-h/kiteen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SMH9FTfAdSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/w8-FQcfg0QY/s320/kiteen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242749708807468322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SMH9Fo35yQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/vKKB_SjPBmQ/s1600-h/cat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SMH9Fo35yQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/vKKB_SjPBmQ/s320/cat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242749714549033218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SPCA that day for CPI. Gotta say it was one of the most meaningful CIPs i've ever gone. (The Sungei Buloh coastal cleanup was a nightmare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we had to do was to play and interact with the animals! The dogs &amp;amp; cats there were extremely sweet. Being a cat lover, i beehived straight to where the cats were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; THERE WERE KITTENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're eyes tells you stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed to the office &amp;amp; bought some merchandise from the SPCA; to help them earn some funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learnt certain things from the trip. The SPCA never reject any animals. However, those who are unfit for adoption actually had to be put to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, a pet is a lifetime commitment. Think twice before adopting/buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1026768391421869080?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1026768391421869080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1026768391421869080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1026768391421869080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1026768391421869080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SMH9FTfAdSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/w8-FQcfg0QY/s72-c/kiteen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-267392359601732734</id><published>2008-09-01T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:41:52.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SG FLYER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4Vk9K-FI/AAAAAAAAAjY/zLAdzFJ5_WQ/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4Vk9K-FI/AAAAAAAAAjY/zLAdzFJ5_WQ/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985272212715602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4V3vm4UI/AAAAAAAAAjg/BK2Y5OfWUZ8/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4V3vm4UI/AAAAAAAAAjg/BK2Y5OfWUZ8/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985277256098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4KeWjiRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/bmJOX51_TB4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4KeWjiRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/bmJOX51_TB4/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985081461573906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4KjVM61I/AAAAAAAAAi4/2xPLiWVfKLY/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4KjVM61I/AAAAAAAAAi4/2xPLiWVfKLY/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985082798074706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4K4r1dGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/101KkBgOQEA/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4K4r1dGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/101KkBgOQEA/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985088530150498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4LKNXXZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/liRSrA7TvD4/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4LKNXXZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/liRSrA7TvD4/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985093234187666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the singapore flyer that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Su Xuan, WS, &amp;amp; L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun bt the ride was kinda fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's like 30mins...but taking pictures, watching the view, etc, it all seemed so pass by so fast, and before u know it, we're down alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post some pictures up. Lasy to blog abt the rest, so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-267392359601732734?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/267392359601732734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=267392359601732734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/267392359601732734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/267392359601732734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/09/sg-flyer.html' title='SG FLYER'/><author><name>Kaira Tan Jia Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546210319981526535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CUFr_K9LxC0/SLu4Vk9K-FI/AAAAAAAAAjY/zLAdzFJ5_WQ/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4664721516288092079</id><published>2008-08-28T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:46:20.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.everypicture.com/shop/books/e88efa2dede36666e237b0b3569c853a/rainbow-bridge-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.everypicture.com/shop/books/e88efa2dede36666e237b0b3569c853a/rainbow-bridge-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bam bobo flew across the rainbow field oh shit exclaimed where the fish pea is my banana milkshake cup birthday party will arrive soon hoho said casper boo i am dead gosh its dead cried bobo angels sing like banana in pajamas stupid little angels in pajamas said so loud with elephants from bobo chacha which casper hated so happy like glue drying crystal mixture suddenly the storm clouds rolled across the living room in rainbow land milkshake! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snoopy slapped me on my nose ouch cried snoopy my hand hurts caltax gas are toxic today stay and die now so leonard decided not to stay but snoopy stayed instead. poor snoopy leonard but who cares god ate jello with curry thats why it has been hailstroming lately guess what even thou hes hailstorming the earth smells bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you understood that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you played this before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was some random 'continue-the-sentence' kinda story i had on the phone call with Leo. Super long time ago, but i found it somewhere in the deep corners of my files, so here! For pure enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: Before you start flaming me regarding the contents of this silly conversation, think before you start cause it'll only make you seem childish. It's only pure fun afterall. (: *innocent wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4664721516288092079?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4664721516288092079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4664721516288092079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4664721516288092079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4664721516288092079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/08/silly-tune.html' title='Silly tune'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-8667814694713573376</id><published>2008-08-13T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:19:38.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DPA was YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8667814694713573376?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8667814694713573376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8667814694713573376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8667814694713573376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8667814694713573376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/08/dpa.html' title='DPA'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-291531941077486583</id><published>2008-08-09T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:54:15.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPANK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you ask me, how's it like, performing on stage. I would say great, yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i didn't mess things up on post-NDP parade in school. Sure did have fun thou. MANY thanks to everyone who so super supported me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just come to realize i do have some fantastic friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Leo after that, super funny la! Cause we saw this girl wearing a slogan tee that said something like: "spank me if i'm a... *didn't-see-what*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then whatever we said, we replaced it with the word " SPANK ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, "This SPANKtea is spanking good!" (PS: we were drinking milk tea frm mos burger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's damn funny la! Cause opposite where we were sitting was Singtel. Then he asked me: "Do you use SPANKtel or SPANKhub?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindless silly conversation. But it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While buying friendship band strings, this little girl came up beside us and went: "ow ow ow..." in a sing-song kinda way. We just burst out in laughter. XD&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-291531941077486583?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/291531941077486583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=291531941077486583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/291531941077486583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/291531941077486583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/08/spank.html' title='SPANK'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-2902928064301889131</id><published>2008-07-30T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:43:42.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Day of cake &amp;amp; squash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3Fm9MkVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/14lCrtX9YH4/s1600-h/P1040178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3Fm9MkVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/14lCrtX9YH4/s320/P1040178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739736873242962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin Yee's not a good photographer! The pics she takes are so dark. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3Fkv8txI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PJNCzr7Xf2M/s1600-h/P1040183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3Fkv8txI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PJNCzr7Xf2M/s320/P1040183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739736280807186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3FwXqPcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dl6QUJiNbVI/s1600-h/P1040190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3FwXqPcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dl6QUJiNbVI/s320/P1040190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739739400158658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SH's cutting the cake. Mei Hao's the spoiler of the pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2dxAqxSI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zbqcsjBrKyE/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2dxAqxSI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zbqcsjBrKyE/s320/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739052377392418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lighted cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eJF8vsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/HYPcA90VfO8/s1600-h/cakelighted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eJF8vsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/HYPcA90VfO8/s320/cakelighted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739058841992898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lighting the cake. So pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eN8cknI/AAAAAAAAAYg/VBwn20OUrFc/s1600-h/P1040173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eN8cknI/AAAAAAAAAYg/VBwn20OUrFc/s320/P1040173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739060144312946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday girl cutting the cake! The cake was delicious. Thanks for the treat! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eQpC_II/AAAAAAAAAYo/_2NHrbr2m6I/s1600-h/P1040174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2eQpC_II/AAAAAAAAAYo/_2NHrbr2m6I/s320/P1040174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739060868250754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the brighter photos! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2ebnSapI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nGNyenh0VBc/s1600-h/P1040176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA2ebnSapI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nGNyenh0VBc/s320/P1040176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228739063813663378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 19th birthday Shi Hui! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-2902928064301889131?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2902928064301889131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=2902928064301889131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2902928064301889131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2902928064301889131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SJA3Fm9MkVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/14lCrtX9YH4/s72-c/P1040178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5202968025144905742</id><published>2008-07-25T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:35:00.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.遇到你真正爱的人时─ 要努力争取和他相伴一生的机会。因为当他离去时，一切都来不及了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.遇到可相信的朋友时─ 要好好和他相处下去。因为在人的一生中，可遇到知己真的不易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.遇到人生中的贵人时─ 要记得好好感激，因为他是你人生的转折点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.遇到曾经爱过的人时─ 记得微笑向他感激，因为他是让你更懂爱的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.遇到曾经恨过的人时─ 要微笑向他打招呼，因为他让你更加坚强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.遇到曾经背叛你的人时─ 要跟他好好聊一聊，因为若不是他，今天你不会懂这世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.遇到曾经偷偷喜欢的人时─ 要祝他幸福唷！因为你喜欢他时不是希望他幸福快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.遇到匆匆离开你人生的人时─ 要谢谢他走过你的人生，因为他是你精采回忆的一部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.遇到曾经和你有误会的人时─ 要趁现在解清误会，因为你可能只有这一次机会解释清楚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.遇到现在和你相伴一生的人─ 要百分百感谢他爱你，因为你们现在都得到幸福和真爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5202968025144905742?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5202968025144905742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5202968025144905742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5202968025144905742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5202968025144905742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/o.html' title='O'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-8100784722718591179</id><published>2008-07-25T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:59:15.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOGGONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NI SHI HUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU MADE US WALK ALL THE WAY TO &amp;amp; FRO ORCHARD IN THE RAIN WITH YOUR STUPID TOY DOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Mei Hao even had to put the dog over our head in an attempt to shelter ourselves from the rain, cause the plastic bag was HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the dog was kinda rested on our heads, occasionally dropping to the side or back cause it was heavy. GRRR. $1 for a stare anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way back we saw Suxuan &amp;amp; Mavis. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy &amp;amp; tired. SO BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post pics if i have any on shihui's birthday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8100784722718591179?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8100784722718591179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8100784722718591179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8100784722718591179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8100784722718591179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/doggone.html' title='DOGGONE'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5934201435265914246</id><published>2008-07-23T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:56:30.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial harmony day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OI! Don't say i nv update okaye! I will do so now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos for your viewing pleasure. More can be found over at kiat yi's blog i think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN3j2ZNyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d0zMJUNPLMA/s1600-h/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN3j2ZNyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d0zMJUNPLMA/s320/grp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226161140754102050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN31vNkVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0ieyMRfri9Q/s1600-h/grp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN31vNkVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0ieyMRfri9Q/s320/grp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226161145555816786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN30npQRI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4zQ04pTwOhM/s1600-h/grp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN30npQRI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4zQ04pTwOhM/s320/grp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226161145255641362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN4AQKj3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/e5Si2i-nJ40/s1600-h/ME%26SH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN4AQKj3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/e5Si2i-nJ40/s320/ME%26SH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226161148378386290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN4R0FloI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xzNfva4Bpsc/s1600-h/trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN4R0FloI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xzNfva4Bpsc/s320/trio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226161153092458114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the DPA interview today. Kinda excited, not sure whether i answered the questions correctly, but the interviewers were really nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i'll get shortlisted. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy post, tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5934201435265914246?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5934201435265914246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5934201435265914246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5934201435265914246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5934201435265914246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/racial-harmony-day.html' title='Racial harmony day!'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SIcN3j2ZNyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d0zMJUNPLMA/s72-c/grp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5387784440859543079</id><published>2008-07-04T02:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T03:07:24.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urghh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;URGHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is this happening to me now! Having some sortda throat infection, so my throat thr got something swollen. If i feel my neck at the swollen spot, it actually hurts!&lt;br /&gt;I can still talk, bt HENG it got worst AFTER MT o'lvl orals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tht, i'm kinda stunned at how sucky i did for ORALS cause, i practically stared at the examier till her eyeballs dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye, fine, so her eyeballs didn't drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywya, it was such a long torturous wait! I mean, sitting thr, all surrounded by boys for more then 2hrs isn't exactly "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it didn't turn out so bad. Turns out that the guys were pretty humorous &amp;amp; funny! We kept on talking till the tcher had to keep telling us to lower our voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stupid pink teacher hates me! She don't let me go toilet lor. Then make me stone thr so super sian. GRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had headaches the whole day, though it make seem hard for you to tell. I wanted to die la. Somemore fucking weather so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and declared myself UNFIT for tuition! &amp;amp; friday's school! Thats the reason i didn't came for school today. Got an MC for today at the docs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i keep feeling super hungry! Not sure if it's because of the anti-botics or because i didn't eat much during main meals. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to save up now. So many things i wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which includes really random stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HULA HOOP! - good old fun&lt;br /&gt;PEN KNIFE! - broke mine *sob*&lt;br /&gt;ETC ETC ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not working now, so can't spurge. must *control*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5387784440859543079?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5387784440859543079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5387784440859543079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5387784440859543079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5387784440859543079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/urghh.html' title='Urghh'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5411825876799949602</id><published>2008-07-02T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:46:19.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>020708</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's the 5th month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons on as usual, amazingly, wasn't caught for no bringing my collar badge. I mean i just walked across them like nobody's business they also nv see. O.O I'm convinced i'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest was a breeze thru, &amp;amp; after sch, we headed to the nearby pasar malam (skipping music class) &amp;amp; bought RAMLY BURGER for our lunch. We went to MACS to eat our RAMLY BURGER. How weird is tht? MH bought a $1 drink &amp;amp; we sat in the aircon, away frm the burning, sifting heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with some buyer today, sold some stuff, &amp;amp; i'm feeling happy! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, short post. Hashbrowns for dinner, yum! Tht's all for now. TTYL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5411825876799949602?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5411825876799949602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5411825876799949602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5411825876799949602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5411825876799949602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/07/020708.html' title='020708'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-2651290019559253980</id><published>2008-06-26T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T03:40:37.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>TO: emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you probably know who i am, if you've got a personal grudge with me fire your cannons away, MSN/EMAIL me or whatever, air out your displeasure with me and i'll give you what i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got no guts to do so, please kindly refrain from commenting. There's no such word as comprede. Unless you mean COMPRENDE&lt;table id="entries" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="text" colspan="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough with being civil. You are nasty and so i shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comprende?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted tag board/ jukebox cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I'm lazy to reply to tags,&lt;br /&gt;(2) Couldn't care less about NASTY comments,&lt;br /&gt;(3) The music's annoying me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go! Go thank emo for his/her lovely comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-2651290019559253980?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2651290019559253980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=2651290019559253980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2651290019559253980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2651290019559253980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-6784735751927303078</id><published>2008-06-25T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T03:41:10.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okaye, been wanting to post his up for a long time but forgotton to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Wii party at Tkuai's house we fiddled with photoshop, lets see hwta amzing stuff photoshop can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SGIfHV4EmbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SPFP5dTFzd4/s1600-h/ellen+d+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SGIfHV4EmbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SPFP5dTFzd4/s320/ellen+d+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215765529440328114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SGIfH3smQ9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/m5k8IP-EYtA/s1600-h/ellen+d+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SGIfH3smQ9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/m5k8IP-EYtA/s320/ellen+d+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215765538519008210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looks much younger in the second pic eh? Very fun fiddling with it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch today was usual, O LVL MT oral is coming up so soon! AH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting for your call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sick call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm angry call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm desperate for your voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Listening to the song we used to sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the car, do you remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I was born to tell you I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stay with me tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm tired of being all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excerpt from Your Call- Secondhand Serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-6784735751927303078?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/6784735751927303078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=6784735751927303078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6784735751927303078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6784735751927303078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/photshop.html' title='Photshop'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SGIfHV4EmbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SPFP5dTFzd4/s72-c/ellen+d+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-8780179392197958541</id><published>2008-06-22T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:45:37.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QSv8-uvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RasJAgt9gYM/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytr's certainly was a day to remember. How come things ALWAYS don't go our way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to have lunch at Prata House, before catching the 2:50PM show at Orchard Cineleisure. After that, we would walk ard, before heading to Crystal Jade whr i'm supposed to treat Leonard to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happily, i woke up at 7:30AM due to excitement, before realizing it's still so fucking early, &amp;amp; hid under my blanket till i fell asleep again, thus waking up at 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to bathe at 10:30AM after POKEMON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah! Pokemon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kid that throws balls ard &amp;amp; yells their names! The one with the yellow Pikachu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm childish, kiddish, whatever you call me, i just find the pokemons super cute can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that i was gonna be late for our arranged meeting time, i brought my alarm clock into the bathe room, whr i gingerly placed it on top of my bro's towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was doing pretty well, &amp;amp; like 30MINS bathe time later, i got dressed and was about to step out of the batheroom whn i decided to wipe my wet hands on my bro's towel, &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIAANGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forgotten alarm clock went smashing to the floor with a sickening crash. I tried to savage it, but one of it's corners chipped off &amp;amp; the battery/battery lid flew apart. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving the pieces i dumped it on my table &amp;amp; ignored it. I have more important stuff to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastforward 1hr later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DONEEEE! Didn't take long did i? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing a brush thru my hair in a last min attempt, i returned Leo's call &amp;amp; went down to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was asked to take the stairs so i clambered down &amp;amp; boy was i surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QESbmwoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HaNnobt7DMQ/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QESbmwoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HaNnobt7DMQ/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623084394758786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he was emerging from the back of the stairs with a bouquet of roses! Gosh, i was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had got to be the first time i've ever received such a large bouquet of roses la.&lt;br /&gt;Tip for guys: flowers will get you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty so pretty so pretty. Thank you thank you thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;WAHAAAA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny la. Actually, if you were to think carefully, got diff la, but i thought the guy should know mah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Cineleisure whr thr was only the FIRST ROW of seats left. Fucker. Like damn sian la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to head to Marina Sq whr thr was a 4PM+ show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As luck would have it, thr no good seats left. Unless you call 3 rows from the screen good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bo pian, bought the 6:55PM show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Starbucks &amp;amp; i told the lady i wanted a caffee mocha latte. She gave me a damn weird stare &amp;amp; Leonard asked her if thr was such thing, she replied no. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we got some yucky bitter drink. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*again* there was no siewmais left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN BO! Took bus 70 home whr i got tired and lean on Leo for some cushion. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics, etc, then i whipped out my present for him and surprised him! It's just a wallet thou. I fkinda regret getting it, cause i tot it looked ugly after that. But he's nice &amp;amp; he said he loved it, so wokaye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritual as always, he would send me home, &amp;amp; this time all the way up the lift whr we hugged for that 3mins ride up. Don't know whens the next time i can see him, considering sch's gonna start. :( I'm so gonna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QSv8-uvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RasJAgt9gYM/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QSv8-uvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RasJAgt9gYM/s200/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623332837538546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QTKCeOTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8M2jPD8vOKQ/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QTKCeOTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8M2jPD8vOKQ/s200/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623339839895858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Babe, thank you for yesterday, thank you for everything that you did.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; I'm so into you, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; No one else would do, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; 'Cause with every kiss and every hug, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; You make me fall in love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8780179392197958541?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8780179392197958541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8780179392197958541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8780179392197958541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8780179392197958541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to remember...'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SF4QESbmwoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HaNnobt7DMQ/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4687897763510149496</id><published>2008-06-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T03:46:42.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tributetea.com/teas/herbs/l_h_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.tributetea.com/teas/herbs/l_h_g.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Make a guess? What am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okaye, im like super duper bored la, no one's replying to my bloody SMS &amp;amp; there's no one to talk to on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised i spent a bomb this holiday, maybe over $100? *bangs* Well, i guess it's all worth it though. Half of the $$ is prolly spent for food. Talking about food, gonna treat L to Crystal Jade tomorrow cause i made some profits &amp;amp; thought it'll be nice to treat someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Hui spurges! Have you ever seen that? NO! But this holiday, SH unleashed. XD She said she spend over $400? WHOOAAA. Now that's hardcore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, managed to get SH to get use to online shopping. Very fun de ok! I always get a kick from online shopping. ^^ &amp;amp; i've finally influenced &amp;amp; let online shopping claim yet another victim. (: happy hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So woke up fucking early this morning, cause Mrs Gibson's class is like 8 FRICKIN AM! Met up with Ren Yi abt like 7:30am at Hg pt's MACS whr she ate MACS PATHETIC $2. Seriously, i'm gonna boycott MACS. Their burgers aint' fantastic, &amp;amp; they're super shrunk la! So tiny, &amp;amp; expensive. Ptttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had English class which was blah, then Econs, with Mr Ang behaving half his age again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to AMK central there whr i went for facial threading. FUCKING PAINFUL! Or maybe because it's my virgin try? Think my thread snapped once while she threaded. I usually have a high tolerance for pain, but the sensitive areas of the face whr she threaded hurts like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's suppose to remove any facial hairs (not that i have much) and it's easier for application makeup &amp;amp; the skin to absorb any skincare products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With stupid white baby johnson's &amp;amp; johnson's powder over parts of my face (they put tht all over my face b4 threading), we headed to Popular whr SH both some plastic file, before walking donkey years &amp;amp; finding a place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some curry chicken cutlet rice thingy. YUMMY. But i can't finish la, $6.90 leh! Heart pain. Think i ate $3 of it only lor. *SOB*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE SHARE FOOD WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; with all the fine dining on, i'n not surprised to actually gain some weight, with a heavy &amp;amp; anxious heart, i decided to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GOSH* I'M 60KG NOW?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah just kidding, in fact it seem that i've either lost 0.5kg or that my weighing machine is abit koyah alr. Still the same weight though, feeling comforted by it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!Almost for get about that unsightly brown thing on the top of my post, did anyone guessed it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it's LUO HAN GUO! Say hello to the most lucky herb made into tea! Mum just cooked a huge pot of it, and i HAAAATEEEEE LUO HAN GUO HERBAL TEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes weirdly sweet &amp;amp; digusting. Don't know how to describe. But for the sake of my growing ulcers, i must force myself to drink. Yelch! &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if it offends  LHG lovers, i think i just susks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH came to my hse after AMK, whr we slacked and she started reading my mag. That woman is vain too! I knew it! She called Kiat Yi straightaway asking KY to buy the mag for her with KY'S kino card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows that: ALL woman are vain.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ard me must be vain. :D Else how to tahan me lurh.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck an array of masks on while SH read out stuff frm the mag. It's in fricking chinese. -.- The horoscope in the book is SUPPERR accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, mum's nagging us to go for dinner. All the rest of the dishes are yuck. Think i'm sticking to the kang kong only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all, ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4687897763510149496?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4687897763510149496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4687897763510149496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4687897763510149496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4687897763510149496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-guess-what-am-i-okaye-im-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5764018528543181879</id><published>2008-06-19T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:33:15.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOWL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stoners.com/store/image/mrvj/Men_Bowling_Pin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://stoners.com/store/image/mrvj/Men_Bowling_Pin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the picture suggests, i went bowling at Superbowl Hougang. Quite fun la, so long nv play liao afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i can clear &amp;amp; strike, sometimes my ball end up in the drain. I guess they have a love hate relationship with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had some korean food at Heartland mall for lunch, headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cab back, Auntie Doris stood outside the taxi and pretended to wave goodbye to us, when she finally got in, the taxi driver joked with her, saying after he REALLY drove off. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened, lazy to type out the details cause my head's dizzy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5764018528543181879?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5764018528543181879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5764018528543181879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5764018528543181879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5764018528543181879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/bowl.html' title='BOWL'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-2477853097966216002</id><published>2008-06-18T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T03:05:21.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARAKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okaye, i'm gonnna like faster blog abt today before i forgot/get lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ex-tutor JOCELYN today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen her for 2 yrs or so already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought me to WARUKA de pasta, &amp;amp; we had pasta, pizza, &amp;amp; tiramisu ice cream for desert! Their pizza is the best i tell you. Gonna try WARAKU japanese next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFjbUX2hYRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-sepSwKn7og/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFjbUX2hYRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-sepSwKn7og/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157711727911186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's how the ice cream looks like. Clumsy jocelyn dropped one half of the banana. XD Forgotten to take a photo of my pasta/pizza lurh. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking ard The Central, we headed to Orchard; Takashima, whr she bought some japanese red bean pancake look-alike thingy. She said her boyfriend, or should i say, husband-to-be, loves that. The box super pretty! She also said Doreamon liked eating that in his cartoons. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Kinokuniya, whr we bought some magazines. I  bought the 女人我最大 mag, while she bought that, MAXIM &amp;amp; FHM. 2 of which were her fiance's. Guess which two? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked her, what was in Maxim/FHM mags, she replied matter-o-factly, "Women &amp;amp; gadgets"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took the FHM one ad went, "See!? Her bra so sexy!" LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's strange how i always thought those magazines had an age limit to buy? She said it doesn't. Then i was like shocked. I asked her, "What if some 16 year old boy go buy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had 20% discount! So my huge book of magazine only cost $10+. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got tired walking ard so we headed to a jammed pack Coffee Bean where we sat down &amp;amp; chatted over coffee. Then we took a bus home. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super missed Jocelyn! Hopefully, i'll get to see her again soon. Until then all the best to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-2477853097966216002?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2477853097966216002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=2477853097966216002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2477853097966216002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/2477853097966216002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/waraku.html' title='WARAKU'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFjbUX2hYRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-sepSwKn7og/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-8490988086350800295</id><published>2008-06-16T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:54:52.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am nowhere near perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im vulnerable to believing lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live for quotes that explains exactly what i'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make excuses for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have best friends &amp;amp; enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have DRAMA &amp;amp; memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an average teenager: (and that's life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;live it, love it, learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh yeah, i'm the scene, the drama queen, &amp;amp; the best damn thing your eyes have ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8490988086350800295?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8490988086350800295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8490988086350800295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8490988086350800295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8490988086350800295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4211495706435266748</id><published>2008-06-15T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:37:38.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWWWWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wokaye, sorry for lack of updates, so busy lerh! Blogging slipped my mind. My huge box of apparel just arrived from hong kong, took me 2 days to sort out everything &amp;amp; i've finally mailed out most of the stuff alr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Shi Hui to Bugis/Orchard. I pity SH's shoes cause they were tortured so badly by her, she's gonna throw them away; the heels like breaking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa... we walked the whole damn day, &amp;amp; after stepping in the hell furnace of bugis street, POOF! my $30 gone liao. Bougth loads of stuff, till my bag plastic bag cannot squeeze already. That's when i decided to terminate my spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH damn shiok lurh, she bought soooo much stuff, she had like 4-5 big bags hanging off her hands &amp;amp; she kept complaining it was so heavy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, we had lunch at Hip diner USA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFTgVWD0hpI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JcIFQr8aR00/s1600-h/Me%26SH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFTgVWD0hpI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JcIFQr8aR00/s200/Me%26SH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212037326077986450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GRRRR! CAMWHORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept swapping places so we could take more interesting photos, but obviously i'm not gonna post them all up cause im mean! WAGGAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFThvRRbItI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ufmssRZ4uHA/s1600-h/Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFThvRRbItI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ufmssRZ4uHA/s200/Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212038870981092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my yummy lunch. Some grilled chicken whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFTiCPbkMII/AAAAAAAAAWI/2zwcisTYUSI/s1600-h/SH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFTiCPbkMII/AAAAAAAAAWI/2zwcisTYUSI/s200/SH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212039196904272002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SH's one was yum! Beef stew with bread. The bread was damn crispy &amp;amp; fragrant. When you dip it in the beef stew, it tastes heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to take a pic of the most FAAAAABBBB soup in the world. We had Clam chowder with pastry on top. You know those kinda crispy thin bread covering the top of the soup &amp;amp; u have to poke a hole thru it, &amp;amp; dip the soft fluffy bread in the soup &amp;amp; taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but i'm super into fine dining &amp;amp; good food. It doesn't matter what price. :S&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, SH &amp;amp; MH is into it too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home, spend @#%#$^$%* hours waiting for stupid evil little nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4211495706435266748?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4211495706435266748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4211495706435266748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4211495706435266748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4211495706435266748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/rawwwwr-wokaye-sorry-for-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SFTgVWD0hpI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JcIFQr8aR00/s72-c/Me%26SH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-8089641854310952767</id><published>2008-06-08T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:22:01.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak</title><content type='html'>SNEAK PEEK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! Will be updating tmr or so after Kiat Yi sends me pictures of ytr. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-8089641854310952767?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8089641854310952767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=8089641854310952767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8089641854310952767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/8089641854310952767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/sneak.html' title='Sneak'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-5749100408687309385</id><published>2008-06-06T01:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:30:39.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGIF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In case u guys didn't knw what i was screaming, it's intials for: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;od &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;t's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;riday.&lt;br /&gt;It's usually what adult/working people like to use, &amp;amp; it might seem weird why i'm saying this... but i've got damn classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt; for the week, &amp;amp; i'm so fucking exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily routine includes, sleeping late, wkaing up at fuck-me-early time slots. Yeah, how happy am i supposed to be? Well, at least i get to see SH everyday on the damn bus so mornings to sch wouldn't be that boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had amaths today which was blah, nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fastforward-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after sch headed to some coffeshop near my place for lunch. My mum send me an sms: " i'm so angry! the machine ate my coins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Showed it to SH &amp;amp; she said my mum was cute. URGH. Volunteered to help mum dig out the coins from the machine, bt forgot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then SH wanted to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;SHENGSHIONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; to buy some stupid 饺子皮(dumpling skin) to wrap dumplings. &amp;amp; it's damn bloody far la. Well, not really, bt we made a huge go-ard. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking thr i became damn crazy, was like singing, shouting, jumping all over. Too much excess energy after lunch maybe. Kept whining cause i didn't wanna walk to SHENGSHIONG. I even protested on the middle of the road, stood thr a little too long, didn't realise the lights turned red already. Do note that it was some huge T-junction of the road, so yeah, pretty scary. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH yelled at me to get off. LOL. Just ytr, she pulled me off the road to stop me frm getting squashed by a car. She said, i was like her brother who always looked down when crossing the road. Then she said, once, while pulling her brother away from danger, her brother scolded her instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"早知道让他给车撞!" she exclaimed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny lurh. Bt she's damaamn nice to her brother, who treats her like dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she tried to squish my face while i was drinking water. NOTFUNNY! Attempted to loike ehr have a taste of her own medicine, so i pounced on her and swung my arm ard her neck.  Accidentally whacked her jaw, by which she exclaimed in agony, claiming that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"that gentle" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;action nearly broke her jaw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;HRUMPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointed to some lady holding the SHENGSHIONG plastic bags and shouted damn loudly, "THERETHERETHERE! SHE HOLDING! SO WE REACHING! WHEEEEEE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH told me to shut up cause the lady was staring at me. Whatever. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on it started to drizzle &amp;amp; i started whining again. I told SH she didn't need an umbrella cause, ppl said she had a big head, &amp;amp; as the saying goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"大头大头下雨不愁，&lt;br /&gt;人家有伞，&lt;br /&gt;你有大头!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started singing that to her. WAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;evil me. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she bought the damn dumpling skins, which i swear NTUC also has them (according to her only SS has them) and bought milk/prawns/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sales lady was impressed, saying: "Wa, 自己煮东西啊?"&lt;br /&gt;i replied: " 她不是煮给人吃的." LOL. Earned a slap on my head for that. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally took a bus home cause SH's hands were gonna break under the weight of her purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: EXHAUSTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-5749100408687309385?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5749100408687309385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=5749100408687309385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5749100408687309385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/5749100408687309385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4380049134640562557</id><published>2008-06-04T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:18:29.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LONG LAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates, been reaaly busy with some sales &amp;amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contact lens has finally arrived! &amp;amp; they are damn chio can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SEZr3icXhxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rX1XW3DRL9I/s1600-h/Contacts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SEZr3icXhxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rX1XW3DRL9I/s320/Contacts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207968620983322386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SEZr3tFdY_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/YgP3KA6GxhY/s1600-h/Contacts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SEZr3tFdY_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/YgP3KA6GxhY/s320/Contacts2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207968623840027634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had 3hrs of AMATHS today. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda funny how my day started. Saw a dead bird. BAD OMEN. HO. Then while waiting for Shihui's bus, several other buses passed. So at this short fraction of time, i was looking into my bag for some stuff, when i lifted my head up, her bus just went ZOOOOOOM pass my stop. I was like, stunned for a while, trying to convince myself fruitlessly that it wasn't her bus, but then, the fated phone call came, "JIALING! My bus just left ur stop leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. *bangs head on wall* So unfair can! SBS drivers should stop at every bus stop, so that blind/mindless ppl like me can notice. :( Well, my ears were plugged in to music, so yeah. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had AMATHS lesson for 3hrs. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physic practical was actually quite fun! Too bad for those people who skipped it, really missed out of alot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chong is super L.A.M.E. LOL. He said MeiHao was doing nothing like some queen, thn i said her hair looks like CLEOPATRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr chong said, "Cleopatra? Roti Prata la." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random comments by our rambutan headed physics tcher today include: "don't be a stone, like joshua" -.- shivers down my spine, with blackbirds going wu wu wu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to hougang point after that. Had abit of a merry go around going up &amp;amp; down frm NTUC, cause my mother last min asked me to go buy some roasted chicken for dinner just as we left NTUC la. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEMORE TODAY IS NO PLASTIC BAG DAY! Wa lao, i have to pay $0.10 for the damn plastic, cause i don't ever want to dangle a chicken home. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4380049134640562557?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4380049134640562557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4380049134640562557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4380049134640562557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4380049134640562557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/blackbird.html' title='Blackbird'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SEZr3icXhxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rX1XW3DRL9I/s72-c/Contacts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-2156019059284377821</id><published>2008-06-01T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T05:06:00.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things guys should know abt girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was laughing my whole way through this list! WAHA! Not most of them are true, but it's funny to read i guess (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Things guys should know abt girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't ever lie to us; we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't enjoy talking dirty to you as much as you enjoy listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't say you understand when you don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls are pretty, but yours is the Prettiest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't have PMS; don't act like you know what it's like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saying something sweet might get you off the hook; doing something sweet will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; get you off the hook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Size does matter, but only to hoes; not girls that want relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't like it when you act like Mr. Big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A system in your car only impresses your homeboys not us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter what you say, your ex-girlfriend is a hoe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's good to be sensitive, sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you did something wrong or even if you didn't, apologize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Be spontaneous; dinner and a movie won't always cut it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are self-conscious by nature; we can't help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DRAMA queens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fashion police do exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We absolutely DO NOT care about monster trucks, car systems, paintball, or anything else you and your friends talk about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugs and kisses! must be given at all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't shave our legs everyday so get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't make bets about us; we always find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shave; no matter how cool you think your goatee or beard or mustache looks, we hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if you think it is cool to burp, fart, or emitt other strange gases from your body, it is not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't compare our breasts with Pamela Anderson's; hers are fake, just remember that. ( u have a better shot at ours than you ever will with hers) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is not cool to shoot snot rockets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are beautiful at all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We will always think we are fat, so humor us and tell us we aren't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You can shoot hoops, score a goal, knock down big fat guys, and hit a little baseball with a stick, so why the hell can't you piss in the toilet and not on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Most importantly: we are always right; so don't forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It never hurts to work out...take your own advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Not all girls masturbate...we just don't and no we are not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We hate porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Girls need food, water, and compliments to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We think about you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Being able to make us laugh is so much more important than how much you can bench-press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anything we say or do during that 4 days to a week each month cannot be held against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Just because we groom ourselves on a regular basis does not mean we're high maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Never comment on how much a girl eats...ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You just can't force us to like sports...especially those associated with the WWF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Walks in the rain, kisses on the forehead, and cooking dinner for us will get you everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anything you do or say to another girl that you wouldn't want us to know about is considered cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not all girls kiss on the first date, get over it...we're creatures of mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:TimesRoman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Make fun of our clothes...prepare to die.&lt;br /&gt;We don't always expect you to pay for us, but it doesn't hurt to at least offer everyone once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us we're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The "little things" in a relationship are really the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;Don't screw us over...especially if we have an older brother or protective guy friends...they will hunt you down and kill you.&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna look at other girls, at least make sure we don't see you do it.&lt;br /&gt;We're sensitive too...be gentle (and we're not talking about our hearts here guys).&lt;br /&gt;One word when it comes to smoking...quit.&lt;br /&gt;We reserve the right to hate all of your ex-girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;If we happen to trip, fall, etc, while wearing the exceptionally high shoes that we love, go ahead and laugh...we will too...that is unless we hurt ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:TimesRoman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:TimesRoman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:TimesRoman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-918463998212473016</id><published>2008-05-31T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:35:34.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o9 shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The easy of ibanking makes me spurge. NOOOOO. ALL MY MOOLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending too much on online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily $100. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-918463998212473016?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/918463998212473016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=918463998212473016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/918463998212473016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/918463998212473016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/o9-shopping.html' title='o9 shopping'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-6339785102538432062</id><published>2008-05-30T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:17:50.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ghost story *shiver*</title><content type='html'>The story took place during the 7th month of the Chinese lunar calendar and revolved around a young lad named sam. Sam at that time was working as a general worker, in a small company located at Tuas. During one particular working day, the whole of sam's company was requested to work OT in order to meet a deadline due tomorrow. By the time everything was done, it was already past 1am and sam was the last person left in the office. He was left wondering whether there were still any bus services at this hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to try his luck and quickly tidied up the office, locked up and rushed towards the bus stop. The bus stop was situated by a small narrow road with dense forestation surrounding the area. sam waited for about 20 minutes and was about to make his way to the main road to catch a cab when a double deck bus appeared from nowhere. He hesitantly waved it down, boarded the bus and the only person he saw on the same bus was a frail ghastly looking old woman. The old woman was dressed in white samfoo and black pants, attire favoured by maids in those early days or "ma jie" as they were commonly known then. Sam felt uneasy upon seeing her and was about to go up to the upper deck when a voice ranged out in Cantonese, "Young man, don't go upstairs. Upstairs dangerous." it was the old woman. Her comment sent a chill through sam's bones and he figured that the upper deck might be "dirty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to heed the old woman's advice and grab a seat at the lower deck even though he felt uncomfortable by her presence. It was an agonizing 20 minutes journey before Sam reached his bus stop. He quickly alighted and turned to steal a quick glance at the old woman, who stared right back at him by the window. Without further ado, sam hastened his pace and was fortunate to reach home safely. The next day, sam was requested to work OT and ended up being the last person left in the office again. It was already past midnight and sam was contemplating whether to take a cab home but decided against it in the end as money was tight. So he made his way to the bus stop again and after about 20 minutes, the same double deck bus appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam boarded the bus and saw the same old woman again. He decided to go to the upper deck again when the old woman called out to him, "young man, don't go upstairs. upstairs dangerous." even though he heard it before, he still felt a certain fear inside him since it's the 7th month. To be on the safe side, he reluctantly took a seat at the lower deck again and reached home with no incidents. the third day, sam was asked to do OT again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now he was feeling dreaded and worried as he didn't want to repeat the same process again. but he obliged nevertheless since it's his livelihood. He was, you guessed it, the last person left in the office again. He made the same journey to the bus stop, occasionally checking his back as he walked. The double deck bus arrived, he boarded it and saw the same old woman again. as he proceeded to go upstairs, the old woman warned him again, "young man, don't go upstairs. upstairs dangerous." sam was fed up with the old woman by now and decided to go upstairs even though he was feeling a bit scared. He saw no one else when he reached the upper deck and slowly made his way to the back of the bus and sat down. sam's heart began pounding away as he waited anxiously for something to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...After 30 minutes, with nothing happening, sam went downstairs to confront the old woman and asked her why she kept saying it's dangerous upstairs. The old woman turned, stared at him and replied, "young man, don't go upstairs. upstairs dangerous. upstairs got no bus driver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ha! Gotcha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-6339785102538432062?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/6339785102538432062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=6339785102538432062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6339785102538432062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/6339785102538432062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/ghost-story-shiver.html' title='The ghost story *shiver*'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-7515370058636397306</id><published>2008-05-30T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:36:30.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The GSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's in a super good mood lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: She didn't scream at me nt to block her tv, since i was kinda hyper last night &amp;amp; started bouncing &amp;amp; hopping in front of her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: She woke me up this morning saying "Lets go shopping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.visitsingapore.com/publish/stbportal/en/config/configtopbar.Comptopbar.Single.topbarImageLogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www1.visitsingapore.com/publish/stbportal/en/config/configtopbar.Comptopbar.Single.topbarImageLogo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was HER favourite period (GSS) &amp;amp; i can't refuse shopping + tight on cash, so going with mum wasn't such a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up in a flash, got ready &amp;amp; left the house at OMFG-10.45AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to SINGAPORE EXPO whr thr was a Great Robinson's Birthday Bash Sale. &amp;amp; so we headed to PAYA LEBAR MRT on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read abt this fab body scrub (recommended once agn by our faithful flowerpodders) by the brand of Lulurs Mandi, &amp;amp; decided to get it from JOO CHIAT COMPLEX, which was said to be of WALKING DISTANCE frm PL MRT. Since we were thr, why nt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't knw how to gt thr, so we had to ask ard &amp;amp; finally got to tht ULU PLACE. Turns out that if we had taken a shortcut, we would have gotten thr MUCH faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the MRT, my mum pointed to the opposite side of the road and said: "that's geylang seri!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm abit blind &amp;amp; clumsy, i missed this step &amp;amp; NEARLY sprained my ankle. Thank god i didn't rest my weight on that foot, else my mum would have to lug me home. No more GREAT SALES for her! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think objects secretly hate me, cause i always manage to knock into the most ordinary things. The foot of the chairs had to b on my number one list. I swear they reallllly hate me! Leo even said he should get me a pair of bedroom slippers for my next birthday. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle feels abit weird right now, bt it's okaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that thr was a POPULAR EXPO at hall 4! So we headed thr to suss it out as well. I got stuck at the notebook section whr thr were tons of the most CHIOOOOO notebooks ever. I have this strong fondness of notebooks. Somemore, they're so cheap &amp;amp; made in korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of fresh pages &amp;amp; books! &amp;amp; no, i'm not weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SD_EsaEKwiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4G7oOuZP8cA/s1600-h/Image000+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SD_EsaEKwiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4G7oOuZP8cA/s400/Image000+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206095961453675042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ate some yummy seafood baked pasta at this restaurant called MACAU EXPRESS.&lt;br /&gt;Super YUMMMYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love anything baked &amp;amp; chessy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their french toast (the one my mum's cutting at the backgrd of the pic) was really special &amp;amp; unique. It looked like some big fried tofu thou. It was very cripsy on the outside, bt soft on the inside. *Inserts look of utter bliss* I guess i have a real kick for good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to HALL 7 whr the Robinson's sale was at, both quite alot of stuff. Even gotten myself a dictionary/thesaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was cheap cheap cheap! Even their ZA products was on sale! Got the compact refill for like $12 only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear by ZA 2-way compact foundation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think i'm gonna chgn my range of makeup to mineral makeup. Heard that minerals are good for the face. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it's time to head to online shopping at drugstore.com to find what i need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS, we trudged home with huge red bags in hands, dead beat. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-7515370058636397306?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7515370058636397306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=7515370058636397306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7515370058636397306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7515370058636397306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/gss.html' title='The GSS!'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SD_EsaEKwiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4G7oOuZP8cA/s72-c/Image000+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4335265041278774081</id><published>2008-05-28T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:46:55.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60 things most girls don't know</title><content type='html'>Oh hey, i was browsing thru imeem whn i saw this. It was fun to read. True?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;60 things most girls don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys hate sluts even though they have sex with them!&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah..you're not "popular" if you've slept with more than 6 guys..you're a HOE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful.If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more. Tell them that you aren't interested in a relationship and they will respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesn't mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--We don't like girls who are too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--We love it when girls talk about there boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Always make sure you know what kind of stuff your getting into before making out with a guy ...like whether it's a one time deal or not ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Believe it or not shy guys are the most easiest to talk to..it may not seem right but trust me they will start opening up like books after you just ask them questions about their lives and unnoticeable tell them about yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will test the waters to see how far they can get with you. Even if he doesn't intend to it will happen. Know how far it is you want to let him go and he will respect that...after you let him know a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4335265041278774081?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4335265041278774081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4335265041278774081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4335265041278774081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4335265041278774081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/60-things-most-girls-dont-know.html' title='60 things most girls don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-7402679780972933993</id><published>2008-05-27T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:50:17.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.taobao.com/view_image.php?pic=Wx0GGlFDXA1VUwMGWx0SCwkNGRFcVxxQW1UcCxMFRBkDCFdVV1cRRhpQRDhHFWpVamtdXAEMMxBaGQMOYBpZQhI%3D&amp;amp;title=1%2B6zqc%2F698jBpsWusPyhocDLw8DWrrDY1qWw5sb7s7Ww%2FKOtytbM4bD8IMzYvNu%2F7sr9wb%2FT0M%2FeIA%3D%3D&amp;amp;pCode=Mjg3M2ZiODU0NjIyZWI0ODUzNWNmNDY2ODQyNmNmYWE%3D&amp;amp;version=2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.taobao.com/view_image.php?pic=Wx0GGlFDXA1VUwMGWx0SCwkNGRFcVxxQW1UcCxMFRBkDCFdVV1cRRhpQRDhHFWpVamtdXAEMMxBaGQMOYBpZQhI%3D&amp;amp;title=1%2B6zqc%2F698jBpsWusPyhocDLw8DWrrDY1qWw5sb7s7Ww%2FKOtytbM4bD8IMzYvNu%2F7sr9wb%2FT0M%2FeIA%3D%3D&amp;amp;pCode=Mjg3M2ZiODU0NjIyZWI0ODUzNWNmNDY2ODQyNmNmYWE%3D&amp;amp;version=2" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORD OF WARNING: This is gonna be a damn long post, so fluff up your cushions, brew your coffee, &amp;amp; you're in for a ride~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye, so i went to the zoo. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pretty good&lt;/span&gt; actually, despite the gloomy weather forecast; the sky was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sunny&lt;/span&gt; all the way until &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt;! Not really sunny actually, but just cloudy-like, nt &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;blazing-hot-kinda-weather&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my car bag. Everyone was staring at it thou. Even the zoo staff gave it compliments. WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www14.babidou.com/pic/2007/9/11/amliya_2007/%E2%98%85%E6%96%B0%E5%AE%9D%E9%A9%AC%E7%B3%BB%E5%88%97%E5%9B%BE%E7%89%87/%E5%AE%9D%E9%A9%AC7%E7%B3%BB1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://www14.babidou.com/pic/2007/9/11/amliya_2007/%E2%98%85%E6%96%B0%E5%AE%9D%E9%A9%AC%E7%B3%BB%E5%88%97%E5%9B%BE%E7%89%87/%E5%AE%9D%E9%A9%AC7%E7%B3%BB1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks like something like this. But of course, mine is more chio. HEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyRfFb6_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ar5cS-ApAEc/s1600-h/zoomap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyRfFb6_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ar5cS-ApAEc/s320/zoomap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301651549449202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the zoo map &amp;amp; the red lines showed the route we went. HEH. We didn't actually walked the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WHOLE ZOO&lt;/span&gt;, bt we did visit most of the exhibits. Was quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; by the end of all of it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are in no random order, cause i'm lazy to sort them accordingly *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures quality are pretty lousy cause i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGOT&lt;/span&gt; to bring a camera. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to use my handphone, which was pretty bad since my hands keep shaking for i-don't-knw-why reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SO DON'T COMPLAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyKfFb66I/AAAAAAAAATo/FF2tdJ_BTno/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyKfFb66I/AAAAAAAAATo/FF2tdJ_BTno/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301531290364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DvFb7CI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_0vzi73pmQ4/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DvFb7CI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_0vzi73pmQ4/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205304713861131298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal show! Saw loads of people &amp;amp; got curious, turns out tht there was an animal show! It was scheduled to start 20mins later, so we decided to just sit down first &amp;amp; found a nice shady seat. WHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seal's performance was just amazing! Really smart smart smart little creatures. (: A beauty to watch them swim really. Very sleek &amp;amp; graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank god&lt;/span&gt; we were sitting at the tallest row, the front row people we unfortunately splashed by Stan the seal repeatedly. &amp;amp; It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ALOT &lt;/span&gt;of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DPFb7AI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gsY1FUUtOKQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DPFb7AI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gsY1FUUtOKQ/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205304705271196674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Australian outback! The kangaroos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DfFb7BI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9Td0NAaB-1E/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDz1DfFb7BI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9Td0NAaB-1E/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205304709566163986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoops, forgot to flip the pic. This huge bird is called the Cassowary. Vicious fierce birds which will bite ur fingers off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read some sign which says that in ancient times, one of this bird's baby could be exchanged for a woman. Oh god! Thank goddness i'm living in the 21st century. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Evil&lt;/span&gt; Leonard said he could exchgn me for the bird, GRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyKvFb67I/AAAAAAAAATw/NEZFVogMCCs/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyKvFb67I/AAAAAAAAATw/NEZFVogMCCs/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301535585332146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was taken on the way out of the zoo, the last few enclosures &amp;amp; it was starting to drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to just snap any random shot &amp;amp; move on bt my hands keep shaking &amp;amp; the zebras were too engrossed with showing me their butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyK_Fb68I/AAAAAAAAAT4/iiBITiVnhIs/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyK_Fb68I/AAAAAAAAAT4/iiBITiVnhIs/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301539880299458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sort-da deer or something shot after the polar bear place, which i didn't take. Who wants to see some dirty yellowing bears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyK_Fb69I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9i2WnW-5iO0/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyK_Fb69I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9i2WnW-5iO0/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301539880299474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH-HA. Zoomed like mad with my phone. Can still see right? Some wolf this is. Damn smelly la. They even call it wolf perfume on the sign. Oh god.  No one's gonna like this perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx5_Fb61I/AAAAAAAAATA/DldjYJwqHgY/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx5_Fb61I/AAAAAAAAATA/DldjYJwqHgY/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301247822523218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa eh, this one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARTISTIC OK&lt;/span&gt;? It's a bat hanging upside down in case u can't figure out my artistic picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6PFb63I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ULJRLbQEicU/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6PFb63I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ULJRLbQEicU/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301252117490546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Oh! Mousedeer, inside the fragile forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very timid creatures. It's quite rare &amp;amp; exciting to see them since you're so quiet/shy &amp;amp; exclusive. ^^ Leo took this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6fFb64I/AAAAAAAAATY/6XLrZllMZzo/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6fFb64I/AAAAAAAAATY/6XLrZllMZzo/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301256412457858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny spot of lion. Couldn't see them one min, &amp;amp; the next there was some huge roar &amp;amp; they appeared at the turn of our heads. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand was realllllly shaking like mad in this one, &amp;amp; Leo keeps annoying me, making me laugh so my hand shook even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6vFb65I/AAAAAAAAATg/KwmDLllt-Nw/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzx6vFb65I/AAAAAAAAATg/KwmDLllt-Nw/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205301260707425170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giraffe! Zoomed frm the lion's side of the enclosure. That damn thing was moving so it's like blurred. The zoo keeper was feeding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxevFb6wI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDSHuVExT0/s1600-h/Randall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxevFb6wI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDSHuVExT0/s320/Randall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300779671087874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otters! Damn cute i tell you. One of the clearer picture's from Leo's phone. He says it's Randal's species. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxe_Fb6xI/AAAAAAAAASg/CVE4LLjyTow/s1600-h/27052008009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxe_Fb6xI/AAAAAAAAASg/CVE4LLjyTow/s320/27052008009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300783966055186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knw you guys prolly can see it, but for the benefit of a few, i've circled the white tiger!&lt;br /&gt;The can leap 10m on a prey. Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WHOOOOAAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxe_Fb6yI/AAAAAAAAASo/jbyalkfQSKE/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxe_Fb6yI/AAAAAAAAASo/jbyalkfQSKE/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300783966055202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The komodo dragon with a serious beer drinking problem. Just look at it's beer belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxfPFb6zI/AAAAAAAAASw/PIi2GK9zRko/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxfPFb6zI/AAAAAAAAASw/PIi2GK9zRko/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300788261022514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i tot it was some cheetah, cause some small indian girl was calling it a cheetah until Leonard promptly pointed out to me that it was a JAGUAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i felt DAMMMMN SMART. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just looking at it's sleeping position is funnnny. WAHA. It's like he's hugging a bolster. Or she actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxffFb60I/AAAAAAAAAS4/IR6-mlFUhmE/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzxffFb60I/AAAAAAAAAS4/IR6-mlFUhmE/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300792555989826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leo took this in the fragile forest. So cute! It was like sitting smack in the middle of the platform. This picture actually makes it look like it's kissing the guy's bag, no?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the pictures we took, since half of the time the animals were too hard to capture on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate MOS BURGER *urgh for dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EBI RICE BURGER&lt;/span&gt;! yummiest thing i've ever eaten in MOS BURGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh god, i actually typed: Ate burger king for dinner. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;EBI RICE BURGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt; yummiest thing i've ever eaten in MOS BURGER. just now.... Leo FELL off the chair whn he read that.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO. Love their milk tea too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la ok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must give Leo credit since he recommended me that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this little noisy girl beside our table &amp;amp; she just kept turning back &amp;amp; at us. Each time i smiled, she smiled back. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn when she left she waved &amp;amp; shouted damn loudly, "BYE BYE!" at Leo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so cheated. Wa liew, she look at handsome guys only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back home whr we slacked at the void deck threading friendship bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, u see guys do this kinda things right, you don't knw what to say. WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-7402679780972933993?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7402679780972933993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=7402679780972933993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7402679780972933993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/7402679780972933993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/zoo-trip.html' title='ZOO TRIP'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2Dz7WzArLFw/SDzyRfFb6_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ar5cS-ApAEc/s72-c/zoomap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4304953276726925775</id><published>2008-05-26T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:04:17.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zoo.com.sg/whatsnew/Images/RememberingAhMeng2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.zoo.com.sg/whatsnew/Images/RememberingAhMeng2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah meng ah meng, whr art thou ah meng?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okaye, his picture was NOT meant to scare you. XD But anyway, was planning on going to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ZOO&lt;/span&gt; today. But like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;. The sky's so cloudy. Hope it stays CLOUDY not RAINY! *sings rain rain go away song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll end up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;UNDERWATER WORLD&lt;/span&gt; or something if it rains. Heh heh. Just realised how long it's been since i went to the ZOO. Maybe like Sec1? &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For underwater world...i can't even rmb whn was the last time i was thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my dad, i my height was measured in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt; then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like OMG! I was browsing &amp;amp; i saw this article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" target="_blank" href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080525/twl-germany-crime-children-internet-offb-6b0205e.html"&gt; German couple 'try to sell baby' on Ebay! *click to read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Will update after my misadventures later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4304953276726925775?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4304953276726925775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4304953276726925775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4304953276726925775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4304953276726925775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-meng-ah-meng-whr-art-thou-ah-meng.html' title='ZOO!'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-4672542631349934882</id><published>2008-05-26T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:42:11.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MT paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2297/2382075811_8f58d871d8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2297/2382075811_8f58d871d8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was o lvl's mother tongue paper 01/02.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was the paper you'll ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... not bad i guess. But not fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was much easier then the SA1 &amp;amp; thn i expected. &amp;amp; how do i gauge so? Well, this paper had lesser words i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DIDN'T KNW HOW TO READ&lt;/span&gt;. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i crapped my letter writing. But it should be a pass la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 作文 i chose the 报章报道, which was something about why tourists think that the quality of service in Singapore needs improvement. Lol. Thn i forgot to take my IC frm inside my bag, had to ran half a hall to the other end to get it &amp;amp; Mei Hao came and whispered to me: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i saw the topic, something abt tourist&lt;/span&gt;" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;FF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; whn i saw that topic. I mean i painstakingly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEMORIZED THE WHOLE  ESSAY ABT  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;环保&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; THY COME OUT SOME TOTALLY IRRELEVANT TOPIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot trust Mr Phar liao. He really papaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least it was put into some good use, cause i utilise the endings/pointers  &amp;amp; threw the whole chunk inside  my essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH. GOD PLEASE LET ME SCOOOOOREEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn Mei Hao complained she was dammmmn hungry, &amp;amp; we went to HG pt. I was feeling full so i didn't wanna eat, (Which was strange since i've only eaten a slice of bread+some nuggets during breakfast/recess) &amp;amp; MH just stared at me like i'm some kinda mad-alien-with-rainbow-horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas she proclaimed, she shall not eat also. (Even though she's starving &amp;amp; i've volunteered to watch her eat  o.0) The power of friends eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She played out on me la, say wanna go facial threading at little india, then in the end say don't want. -.- Make me bring my cleanser &amp;amp; toner for nothing. It weighs a like...50 cans of tuna! (well not really, but you get the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to come over to my place to slack &amp;amp; watch movie. Watching A Cinderella Story till half way whn it died on us. We didn't want to wait for it to load, so we decided to head downstairs whr i got my hair cut, *yes again* couldn't stand the bloody fringe. Besides... must trims ends then grow out nice nice mah. (: *im nt saying these to make myself feel better abt shorter hair* XD Yi Lin says i look good with both long &amp;amp; short hair. So&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; WHOOOOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair stylist looked like some cowboy to me, but he's a grown man, so i shall call him cowman. Cowman took a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; REALLY REALLY REALLY&lt;/span&gt; long time to cut my damn hair, which is sortda good, meaning he's really precise &amp;amp; nt doing a slipshod work, but it made MH sleep on the chair, so it's sortda 有利也有弊.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving chinese now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHOOTHOO&lt;/span&gt;. Used to be an angmoh girl. But eh, i used to score As for chinese okaye? Not some angmoh girl anymore right? HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chinese intensive, i realised i've learned ALOT of new words. GOODEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some WATSON'S BEER HAIR MASK. Which had super loada raves frm trusty &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;flowerpod.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; tht site. It's perfect for vain girls *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;* to get fab product reviews &amp;amp; tips for everything concerning abt a girl's beauty/health. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY OUTLET THR GOT 30% OFF. BLOODY CHEAP LER!&lt;/span&gt; After discount it's like  $5 or so. Shiok right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent like 1hr in the bathroom 'grooming' myself. Put on the hair mask plus my charcoal face mask. Thn apply moisturiser all over, &amp;amp; nw my skin's smooooooth. Lucky i listen to my mum abt putting moisturiser all over myself everyday. (: 不听老人言，吃亏在眼前.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Long ranty post. 好了，我就此停笔，下次再见！&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;PS: The chief examiner was some pink-act fierce-fatso-lady. BOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-4672542631349934882?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4672542631349934882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=4672542631349934882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4672542631349934882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/4672542631349934882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/mt-paper.html' title='MT paper'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-1830716192375604026</id><published>2008-05-24T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:11:55.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wickedlygourmet.com/images/photos/OurChocolates2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://wickedlygourmet.com/images/photos/OurChocolates2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they make you drool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, to be frank, i don't really LOVE chocolates. I dislike that sticky, gooey, THICK feeling actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be shocked. Cause like maybe 90% of the world likes chocolates, but you've just found one of the other 10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i hate them. I like them, but i can do W/O thm, or totally don't eat at all. It makes my mouth &amp;amp; tongue go overly sweet, &amp;amp; before long i'll have to down a whole jug of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're good for an occasional burst of energy thou. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'LVLS chn is in 2 days time &amp;amp; here i'm talking about chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-1830716192375604026?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1830716192375604026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=1830716192375604026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1830716192375604026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/1830716192375604026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/chocolates.html' title='Chocolates'/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918767504640515380.post-3871841161757880743</id><published>2008-05-24T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:57:12.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okaye, so i've chgned my blog link, blogskin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new lease for my blog i guess. Was getting sick of the previous layout/name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least something new gives me the motivation to blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have 三分钟热度 for things, meaning i have a sudden burst of enthusiasm for a new hobby &amp;amp; it'll usually die out soon. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing ard whn i found some childish blog of a SEC4/5 girl about her wanting to drink dishwasher &amp;amp; die. I was like... wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything i hate more then cockroaches, it had to be people who don't cherish life. Just reading her words makes you wonder how mature she is... is she really sec 4/5?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wise once told me: "No matter how powerful or rich you may be, you can never bring back a life. That's why life is so precious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then agn, i have no idea what's going on abt her since i haven't been seriously depressed before, so who am i to judge? Who knows, someday, i might just have an urge to die cause i can't take it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you scream your heads off, no, i'm not gonna die. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting though, was thinking &amp;amp; discussing it with L. The ways to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if i really can't take it anymore, i'll prolly slit myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't wanna jump, cause im *ahem* afraid of heights.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't wanna gas myself cause i'll blue blue &amp;amp; die ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't wanna drown myself cause i figured the feeling of suffocating is terrible...&amp;amp; besides my body will turn bloated &amp;amp; UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk abt gunning myself since i will nv be able to get myself a gun.&lt;br /&gt;How about....burning myself to death? Definitely not. So painful! &amp;amp; i don't wana be reduced to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORSE CASE, i burning halfway, thn some stupid neighbour go call police &amp;amp; thy attempt to save &amp;amp; AND i nv did die successfully, BUT i became disfigured in the end. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... what otehr ways... thr is taking pills, which is not bad since i'll seem to be sleeping, BUT i heard tht you'll end up puking &amp;amp; puking like a billion times cause ur body's gonna try and SCREAM saaaaveeee meeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u prolly have to eat like 500 pills b4 u die since u keep puking the first 500 u ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dishwasher liquid drinking is just stupid. i'm gonna skip tht.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918767504640515380-3871841161757880743?l=ciestvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/feeds/3871841161757880743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918767504640515380&amp;postID=3871841161757880743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3871841161757880743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918767504640515380/posts/default/3871841161757880743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciestvi.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
