<?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-6486175</id><updated>2011-08-03T03:29:10.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im unwritten.</title><subtitle type='html'>szemin</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>szemin</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>374</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7218054101678649751</id><published>2009-07-30T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:52:17.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>taking a break from everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll smile :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7218054101678649751?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7218054101678649751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7218054101678649751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-break-from-everything.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5946424386384350746</id><published>2009-07-09T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:58:56.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SlYTLqRRQHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/SgW9rrLTEwE/s1600-h/gabriel-aubry-shirtless-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SlYTLqRRQHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/SgW9rrLTEwE/s400/gabriel-aubry-shirtless-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356489897849995378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine you are the baby and that is your dad?&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a total blasphemy but i'll think my dad is super hot!&lt;br /&gt;i'll fall in love with daddy and totally be a daddy's girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LV started! madness! totally, tavoli, bloomsberry, rosewood, speedy, damier! gosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5946424386384350746?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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the lie</title><content type='html'>ive been through a point in time where my life was all about lying. &lt;br /&gt;the most painful period of my life. &lt;br /&gt;with marcus, the biggest mistake of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i know what its like to live a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its ok for me.&lt;br /&gt;since i didnt love him to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just wondering..&lt;br /&gt;its really really painful to forgive a lie.&lt;br /&gt;and im thankful and very very grateful to be forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;i dont dare ask for forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;but im really thankful if i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if someone had to live a lie, &lt;br /&gt;its really really torturous.&lt;br /&gt;especially if you truly loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was wondering..&lt;br /&gt;if someone came clean about his lies,&lt;br /&gt;would your love be enough to forgive ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think anyone who had to live a lie,&lt;br /&gt;would want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;if that person is a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to brandon, thank you. so much. &lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5872992521633035130?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5872992521633035130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5872992521633035130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/07/lies-lying-and-living-lie.html' title='lies, lying and living the lie'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7152263014440998515</id><published>2009-07-07T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:55:02.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel really loved now.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for every thing you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i should really take time off to sort myself out.&lt;br /&gt;i love you. ure my best friend and my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mean time, i really wish you all the best and all my blessings for you.&lt;br /&gt;there'll always be a piece of you in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7152263014440998515?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you, I promise you I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through the trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty, you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohh&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhohhhohhhohhohhohhhohhohhohhohh &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/RL4ZchTPzU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/RL4ZchTPzU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=RL4ZchTPzU" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=RL4ZchTPzU" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=RL4ZchTPzU" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=RL4ZchTPzU" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/RL4ZchTPzU/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Q3sZWGJ/music/pzHaNypM/jason-mraz-lucky/"&gt;Lucky - Jason Mraz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3519313375289932997?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3519313375289932997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3519313375289932997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-lucky.html' title='im lucky.'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1272114586271932233</id><published>2009-06-16T23:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:50:34.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>louis vuitton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1DEUbIEI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ITxX93BcVpw/s1600-h/madonna_louis_vuitton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1DEUbIEI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ITxX93BcVpw/s400/madonna_louis_vuitton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942146829393986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1CktmeDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vHaMuo8ZVCE/s1600-h/louis-vuitton-sofia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1CktmeDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vHaMuo8ZVCE/s400/louis-vuitton-sofia.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942138345060402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a part time job at louis vuitton! omg im super super super excited. had orientation today and charles, our training manager was telling us everything that he could possibly tell us from 9-6 about louis vuitton. the bags, the history and the manufacturing.. im sure there's so much more. im so brimmed with excitement and the vuitton fever. wasnt that big of a vuitton lover but affter today's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every product of louis vuitton is art, because every single detail, i really mean detail detail detail that you can or can not see, is astonishingly perfected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of louis vuitton island is almost killing me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can say good propaganda but being propaganded by the no.1 retail brand in the world isnt unfair is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll still feel all these after working at opening of ion orchard :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje0ZDd4-dI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YqSfzM6MPL0/s1600-h/facade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje0ZDd4-dI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YqSfzM6MPL0/s400/facade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347941425046157778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were given a gift for today's hardwork and efforts! a casino token by louis vuitton. :) its just the token! but a super cool gift already :) hahahhahahs. its selling on ebay i heard. hahahas. even louis vuitton fans cannot buy it unless they were invited to louis vuitton party "casino night" heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sjhntb3getI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Wy1bx0XkclU/s1600-h/louis-vuitton-casino-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sjhntb3getI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Wy1bx0XkclU/s400/louis-vuitton-casino-night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348138587774810834" 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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1BwVPv8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/fNcqcqnFRps/s1600-h/kanye-west-louis-vuitton-sneakers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1BwVPv8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/fNcqcqnFRps/s400/kanye-west-louis-vuitton-sneakers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942124284264386" 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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1dtFqiGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UUl9bhA7AM8/s1600-h/Louis-Vuitton-Nomade-Alma_D6B24A65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1dtFqiGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UUl9bhA7AM8/s400/Louis-Vuitton-Nomade-Alma_D6B24A65.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942604449941602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has to be my favourite. alma nomade. the idea of your bag aging gracefully with you. im so so so so sold on that idea. i think i'll view all louis vuitton bags in a different light from today on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1272114586271932233?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1272114586271932233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1272114586271932233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/06/louis-vuitton.html' title='louis vuitton'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sje1DEUbIEI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ITxX93BcVpw/s72-c/madonna_louis_vuitton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3409731087657099047</id><published>2009-06-10T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:35:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new age buddhist</title><content type='html'>lol. its super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to my friend about religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called new age buddhism (no offence, im totally pro buddhist myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its chants are called karma sutra karma sutra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3409731087657099047?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3409731087657099047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3409731087657099047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-age-buddhist.html' title='new age buddhist'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8326746016098550105</id><published>2009-06-05T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:01:34.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAD THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER :D:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. i cant thank everyone enough :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8326746016098550105?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8326746016098550105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8326746016098550105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-blast.html' title='birthday blast'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6633604744600375494</id><published>2009-06-05T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:03:56.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kayla</title><content type='html'>yesterday, van showed me someone's something..and i had a thought, "so childish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's like child in a human form. terribly childish and evil. he's almost like kayla from desperate housewives. HAHAHHAAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he's so childish and his fear of seeing me amuses me so damn much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulling himself away from boarding the bus because he saw me and brandon together. "because of her, i'm a player." blahblah. seriously, who the fuck do you think you are. i pity those girls who fall in his traps. pathetic loser. i pity you. you have so little confidence about yourself that you can only get some from degrading people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely hope you'll find happiness. i hope even more that you'll make me regret terribly for leaving you. but till this day, i think leaving you was the best decision made me in my life. the grass is seriously so much greener on the other side. so green and lush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up boy. high time.&lt;br /&gt;i found out who 91992209 is. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-6633604744600375494?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6633604744600375494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6633604744600375494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-i-should-blog-about-my-birthday.html' title='kayla'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5525470333888551166</id><published>2009-05-27T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:31:13.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sister bought a card for a friend's wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when the lord joins the man and woman,&lt;br /&gt;the two as one shall be,&lt;br /&gt;yet in the home&lt;br /&gt;they share with Him-&lt;br /&gt;in faith, the two are three...&lt;br /&gt;He multiplies their blessings,&lt;br /&gt;their sadness He divides,&lt;br /&gt;and for their different dreams and needs&lt;br /&gt;He equally provides...&lt;br /&gt;He adds to their fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;and takes away their care,&lt;br /&gt;And one in Him,&lt;br /&gt;their total life&lt;br /&gt;abounds with love&lt;br /&gt;to spare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they are no longer two, but one.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore what God has joined together,&lt;br /&gt;let man not separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Matthew 19:6 (NIV)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although im not a christian, i love bible verses and some words from god. somehow they can give me some peace that a greater power has control over some things that we human are too small to control. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5525470333888551166?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5525470333888551166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5525470333888551166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sister-bought-card-for-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6557366901119930462</id><published>2009-05-27T12:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:37:06.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>my birthday is coming. the end of may is such an exciting one.&lt;br /&gt;but this year's birthday feels.. different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 may&lt;/span&gt; - my mrt is starting tml! walau. shiokness! i'll be the first to ride it! hahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEMouXEmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ow5ykyEiQeU/s1600-h/3337333056_a1b61f2715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEMouXEmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ow5ykyEiQeU/s400/3337333056_a1b61f2715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358979523908194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 may&lt;/span&gt; - results out and im meeting nus mad gang and madness together&lt;br /&gt;i am so dead scared. i hope i dont get more C other than chinese tradition! i slept at 5, woke up at 11 cus im so scared. hahahhas. minus eileen and nang i think. my tact teams. :( but thanks to beatrice for organising it for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzGZaWrmmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UZfMSFBwy4k/s1600-h/n514354261_1844987_8039635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzGZaWrmmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UZfMSFBwy4k/s400/n514354261_1844987_8039635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340361398028048994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 may&lt;/span&gt; - my birthday! :D:D:D gonna meet him at st regis! ahhhhhh. its like a dream come true really. st regis - every singapore hotelier's dream! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEM54p4EI/AAAAAAAAAXI/N2YGjgs3YRo/s1600-h/str1533ex.56666_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEM54p4EI/AAAAAAAAAXI/N2YGjgs3YRo/s400/str1533ex.56666_md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358984130486338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzENXsYCII/AAAAAAAAAXg/zdzNN7u45aE/s1600-h/str1533re.56656_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzENXsYCII/AAAAAAAAAXg/zdzNN7u45aE/s400/str1533re.56656_md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358992132049026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzENGI2z_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/bMjCl1N6-jo/s1600-h/str1533po.56671_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzENGI2z_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/bMjCl1N6-jo/s400/str1533po.56671_md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358987419668466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEMyYDInI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/F_MR4H2JLZM/s1600-h/str1533gr.56661_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEMyYDInI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/F_MR4H2JLZM/s400/str1533gr.56661_md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340358982114681458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally excited! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;well, its a day spent with him. i guess every minute will passby very eventfully even if we just lie on the beds in the room. simple is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handmade cards&lt;br /&gt;well wishes&lt;br /&gt;a better year&lt;br /&gt;a fixed mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, anything you get, i'll love.&lt;br /&gt;its really the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i just need company fun and love and loads of laughter to drown my confused minds.&lt;br /&gt;let it be a weekend of madness to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:300;" &gt;szemin's birthday theme: laughter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-6557366901119930462?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6557366901119930462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6557366901119930462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ShzEMouXEmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ow5ykyEiQeU/s72-c/3337333056_a1b61f2715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5747716297473513580</id><published>2009-05-25T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:15:20.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what?&lt;br /&gt;ive got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;*BEAMS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5747716297473513580?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5747716297473513580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5747716297473513580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-what-ive-got-nothing-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1815606828337813971</id><published>2009-05-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:30:23.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is anything ever worth sacrificing the relationship?&lt;br /&gt;im torn.&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAS. u must be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i swear. i swear alot.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;im angsty.&lt;br /&gt;i dont quite fucking care what you think.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, swearing is fun.&lt;br /&gt;say it. FUCK YOU. HAHAHHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAD. i might delete this entry tml.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;im such a indecisive person.&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;i hate options.&lt;br /&gt;when u actually need none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT. FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1815606828337813971?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1815606828337813971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1815606828337813971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-anything-ever-worth-sacrificing.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-9171870338644973836</id><published>2009-05-19T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:28:12.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so choked.&lt;br /&gt;choked with everything.&lt;br /&gt;disgusted sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i have no idea why but i actually look forward to 29th when im getting my results.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope 6 mods are cleared.&lt;br /&gt;s/u chinese tradition. HAHAHAHAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i hope :) that'll be the best present ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-9171870338644973836?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9171870338644973836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9171870338644973836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-choked.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3972134351755522655</id><published>2009-05-19T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:27:47.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I have no question in my mind about being bisexual. I think&lt;br /&gt;people are born bisexual and they make subconscious choices based on the&lt;br /&gt;pressures of society."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;megan fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i love controversies. and i think im bisexual too.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not but i love beautiful woman.&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEE. wicked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3972134351755522655?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3972134351755522655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3972134351755522655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-no-question-in-my-mind-about.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2008649880319422169</id><published>2009-05-13T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:54:02.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e0pv0tJyJk&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/1e0pv0tJyJk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP! im super super lookng forward to this movie!&lt;br /&gt;damn damn excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling its gonna be my favourite cartoon already! &lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPENING 4th JUNE! &lt;br /&gt;maybe a birthday movie? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2008649880319422169?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2008649880319422169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2008649880319422169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/up.html' title='UP!'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1113568549043958190</id><published>2009-05-12T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:47:51.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. shady people. wisteria lane is all about shady people.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas&lt;br /&gt;doesn it sound like a familiar desperate housewives start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my holidays now. its 3 months leh. wah seh.&lt;br /&gt;i havent gotten 3 months of holiday before.&lt;br /&gt;now now. what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have alot alot alot alot of money, i'll....&lt;br /&gt;run away from singapore.. with a vacation with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;buy time from his army so we can work it!&lt;br /&gt;shop like crazy lor, who doesnt like this. hahahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. just sit somewhere and talk to my friends all day long.&lt;br /&gt;drink! get drunk be safe.&lt;br /&gt;play poker. hahahhas. and win everyone's money! hahahahahahas.. more ka ching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GIBBERING. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, my birthday is near. and its weird.&lt;br /&gt;i totally dont feel 21. yet.. i feel like ive the best 2 years of my life so far..&lt;br /&gt;i guess its because of him..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wont screw things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, because i have way lesser money than above mentioned..&lt;br /&gt;i'll swim to keep fit.&lt;br /&gt;and.... i'll.... find some work.. to do. :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless me. please. clear my path. let me find the way.. make it easier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not strong enough for many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1113568549043958190?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1113568549043958190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1113568549043958190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2477959211204246542</id><published>2009-05-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:02:00.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are a shady person.&lt;br /&gt;shame on you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2477959211204246542?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2477959211204246542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2477959211204246542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-are-shady-person.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6883826712984385792</id><published>2009-05-09T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:44:07.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope you're okay my friend.&lt;br /&gt;there are sometimes so many people that i care for but..&lt;br /&gt;so little time.. so difficult to care for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;if u need me.&lt;br /&gt;im here :)&lt;br /&gt;text me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know my bf is jealous that i care alot for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-6883826712984385792?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6883826712984385792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6883826712984385792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-youre-okay-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1695922750009908824</id><published>2009-05-08T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:02:17.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EUPHORIA</title><content type='html'>FWAH! MY EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAH. HAPPINESS IS UNDERSTATEMENT OK!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW FREE I AM NOW!&lt;br /&gt;IM SURE U CAN TELL HOW HAPPY I AM! CAPS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang's birthday party was a super super blast!&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a sole entry for her party when all the pictures are uploaded by lazy asses!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;im really thankful for my friends in nus.&lt;br /&gt;its like sucha big loving family who cares dearly for one another.&lt;br /&gt;it was SO SO SO SO SO MUCH FUN.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like laughing till our stomachs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i guess fun comes with sporting people.&lt;br /&gt;rockkkkkkkkkk people.&lt;br /&gt;do not do not party with them.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously almost got too drunk last night.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i drank cus of so many things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;and to celebrate end of exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET YOUR HAIR DOWN BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picnic-ing with cheryl and aaron tml! :D fwah i miss them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1695922750009908824?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1695922750009908824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1695922750009908824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/euphoria.html' title='EUPHORIA'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5423264872882067986</id><published>2009-05-06T03:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:53:00.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>珊瑚海</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;海平面远方开始掩埋 悲伤要怎么平静纯白&lt;br /&gt;我的脸上始终夹带 淹没浅浅的无奈&lt;br /&gt;你用唇语说你要离开&lt;br /&gt;情不在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他难过无声的留下来 汹涌潮水&lt;br /&gt;一定明白 不是浪而是泪海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转身离开 认真说不出来 (你有话说不出来)&lt;br /&gt;海鸟跟鱼相爱 只是一场意外&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱 争议一直存在&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱一直存在 回不来&lt;br /&gt;永久真爱 竟累积成伤害&lt;br /&gt;等待经历几次伤害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转身离开 认真说不出来&lt;br /&gt;你有话说不出来&lt;br /&gt;蔚蓝的珊瑚海 错过瞬间苍白&lt;br /&gt;当初彼此 不够成熟坦白&lt;br /&gt;你有我的 不够成熟坦白 不应该&lt;br /&gt;热情不改 笑容隐藏不来&lt;br /&gt;见爱笑容勉强不来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱深埋珊瑚海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毁坏的沙碉如何重来 有裂痕的爱怎么重盖&lt;br /&gt;只是一切 结束太快 你说你无法释怀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;贝壳里隐藏着什么期待&lt;br /&gt;等花儿开&lt;br /&gt;我们也已经无心再猜&lt;br /&gt;脸上海风，咸咸的爱，沉不出还有未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terribly in love with this song. ok, albeit tad slow. go listen nang! i'll translate for you! its your favourite jay chou! :D:D the lyrics are beautiful. pay close attention, you'll see its beauty, and be captivated by it, succumb to it. i like van's story, so is eileen's version. i like em both. we'll fight it out! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5423264872882067986?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5423264872882067986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5423264872882067986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='珊瑚海'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8036742478131256516</id><published>2009-05-05T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:36:00.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on our first valentine's together, he quote me a verse from the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Genesis 29:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so jacob worked seven years to pay for rachel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but his love for her was so strong that it seemed to him but a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll brave it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8036742478131256516?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8036742478131256516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8036742478131256516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-our-first-valentines-together-he.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1706925614922460946</id><published>2009-05-03T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:37:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not gonna try to sound happy.&lt;br /&gt;im not motivated..&lt;br /&gt;im really exhausted from all the studying...&lt;br /&gt;so tired.. mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;im really worn out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like you've been running a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;when ure seeing the finishing line,&lt;br /&gt;u crunch up and fall down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll pick myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1706925614922460946?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1706925614922460946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1706925614922460946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-gonna-try-to-sound-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7559737087096275992</id><published>2009-05-02T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:14:15.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sfxbv2IodGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6TK-VI4GqnA/s1600-h/043009_harrypotterposters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sfxbv2IodGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6TK-VI4GqnA/s400/043009_harrypotterposters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331236936443524194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter is coming out soon! can you see the changes this time round. the story is getting darker and darker. i really dont wanna watch this one cus i know dumbledore's gonna die in it. noooo i love dumbledore. he's the wisest thing ever. but then again, i know i'll definitely watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart's gonna wrench :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe 4 papers are down and gone. this fast. and dang. we can actually s/u labour law. but i have a pretty good feeling about it.. so perhaps not. i'll definitely s/u chinese tradition! this time round, exams seemed pretty breathable :) even b agreed that i took it better than the previous. hopefully the results are too. hehee, if it does, i'll be treating like gazillion people. hahas. i dont mind. all sushi teh. hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to thank woon for helping me out so much with exams and all his notes. i never quite thanked him before when he emails everyone with the notes that he did. awesome! THANK YOU AH WOON! well, you should thank me for sending him awesome songs and motivating sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it screw it. i hate shady things. i hate avoidance solutions. its damn and stupid. and the best thing, what does it have to do with me. bah. screw it. i dont like accounting for the things i do to anyone, except for b. now, i dont care lah. do as you please. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy, contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me..&lt;br /&gt;'Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You, too? Thought I was the only one.'&lt;br /&gt;i think its so true. i guess its called chemistry :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7559737087096275992?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7559737087096275992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7559737087096275992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/05/harry-potter-is-coming-out-soon-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sfxbv2IodGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6TK-VI4GqnA/s72-c/043009_harrypotterposters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3186963720151339831</id><published>2009-04-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:37:36.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my econs sucks. way different from what i thought in poly, which i was crazily in love.&lt;br /&gt;now its the bane of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! mugging is done half way! one more week and it'll be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my dad talked about the dangers of the world, it reminded me of taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my precious. HEE. my mom and sister was so surprised i was home so early.&lt;br /&gt;it made us even stronger :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3186963720151339831?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3186963720151339831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3186963720151339831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-econs-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3363537693069249413</id><published>2009-04-28T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:17:56.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my skinny monkey is back :)&lt;br /&gt;trying to beef him up meantime, but i think it'll take lesser than a week to see bulge. ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;but exams are still here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i made him upset..&lt;br /&gt;he stared at that entry for so long.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3363537693069249413?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3363537693069249413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3363537693069249413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-skinny-monkey-is-back-trying-to-beef.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4981924446824161537</id><published>2009-04-27T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:59:59.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SfXDiRpIBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8TQt5z6OS3I/s1600-h/taken_ver5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SfXDiRpIBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8TQt5z6OS3I/s400/taken_ver5%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329380727681713906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN NICE. DAMN DAMN DAMN NICE MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT KIDDING. GO WATCH. watch at weekend also worth it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me watch! hahahas. its damn nice. totally cut me off from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it make u realise the love of a father for his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;and the dangers of the world. and even liam neeson is handsome once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000553/"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0048076/"&gt;Marko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;after a long pause&lt;/i&gt;] Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finding Marko, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000553/"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You don't remember me? We spoke on the phone two days ago. I told you I would find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scriptwriter is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sad. but awesome! :D cant wait to watch gran torino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie_rating.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/movie_rating.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie_rating.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/movie_rating.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie_rating.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/movie_rating.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie_rating.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/movie_rating.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=movie_rating.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/movie_rating.gif" alt="Photobucket" 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/6486175-4981924446824161537?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4981924446824161537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4981924446824161537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/taken.html' title='taken'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SfXDiRpIBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8TQt5z6OS3I/s72-c/taken_ver5%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5730674972841676424</id><published>2009-04-26T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:47:21.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember i wrote some gibber about 3rd party very long ago. &lt;br /&gt;i was just talking to a friend about it, who said sth like this..&lt;br /&gt;isnt it too early to judge?&lt;br /&gt;what if the person could really be the love of the person's life. &lt;br /&gt;if the person is happier.. &lt;br /&gt;maybe it is worth everything after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i agree that we're always to quick to jugde. &lt;br /&gt;ok. im sorry. i retract what ive said.&lt;br /&gt;SAY YES TO 3rd PARTIES! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;im joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5730674972841676424?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5730674972841676424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5730674972841676424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-i-wrote-some-gibber-about-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3853949218753594328</id><published>2009-04-26T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:22:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i can draw the line,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i find myself crossing over.&lt;br /&gt;its wired up inside. &lt;br /&gt;but i keep crossing further than i should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i stay or should i go.&lt;br /&gt;i know its a one way road.&lt;br /&gt;i'll draw my lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive a bad omen, im not going to do well. &lt;br /&gt;its really wired up inside. &lt;br /&gt;you've got to go. &lt;br /&gt;but i find you wanting to stay&lt;br /&gt;find me wanting to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its temptation to procrastinate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3853949218753594328?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3853949218753594328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3853949218753594328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-im-in-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1264854150165306440</id><published>2009-04-25T06:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:19:27.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shinhwa - you're my everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnrgtjLi0GI&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/DnrgtjLi0GI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang, finally song that you know. i mean.. u'll like. and appreciate :)&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my favourite korean songs. &lt;br /&gt;the lyrics are especially sweet and poignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1264854150165306440?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1264854150165306440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1264854150165306440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/shinhwa-youre-my-everything.html' title='shinhwa - you&apos;re my everything'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8798798556626430539</id><published>2009-04-25T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:25:25.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>世界如此宽&lt;br /&gt;距离总是让我们无法坦白&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛总有一些面孔一些片段&lt;br /&gt;浮在心上 寂寞也如此宽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;靠近你就在今晚&lt;br /&gt;感受彼此心中温暖&lt;br /&gt;能不能靠近我就在今晚&lt;br /&gt;不要再让彼此遗憾在今晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo songs. go away. HAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;another song highly recommended by emo songs king, woon. &lt;br /&gt;i know he's coming back.&lt;br /&gt;hang in there baby! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8798798556626430539?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8798798556626430539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8798798556626430539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/emo-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4425384573078816464</id><published>2009-04-23T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:30:20.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>林宇中 - 靠岸</title><content type='html'>woon sent me this song. ah. i love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;咖啡麻醉不了孤單 只會讓心更疼&lt;br /&gt;哦~都一樣 所謂夢想 終究飄飄蕩蕩&lt;br /&gt;在你我的台北流浪 尋找一個幻想&lt;br /&gt;忽然很渴望 在我身上 找到你要的靠岸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/V8Q13aohsl"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/V8Q13aohsl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=V8Q13aohsl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=V8Q13aohsl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=V8Q13aohsl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=V8Q13aohsl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/V8Q13aohsl/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/cindytan85/music/f2WOaJaP/lin-yu-zhong-kao-an/"&gt;kao an - lin yu zhong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4425384573078816464?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4425384573078816464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4425384573078816464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='林宇中 - 靠岸'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5738920415286965617</id><published>2009-04-20T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:02:01.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you look me in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;br /&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I find my paradise,&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even facebook isnt safe anymore. &lt;br /&gt;my steps are being watched. &lt;br /&gt;thats probably why i prefer my blog away from public eye.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere i can say what i want.&lt;br /&gt;when i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;me and my gibber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope god will look after him. its times like these that you really renew your faith. i hope he does :) i miss you sweetie. so damn much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5738920415286965617?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5738920415286965617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5738920415286965617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-you-look-me-in-eyes-and-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5786616040458240897</id><published>2009-04-17T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:37:31.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only 10 days passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gasps. ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have ONLY 10 days left for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ONLY 10 days away to exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so goddamn much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5786616040458240897?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5786616040458240897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5786616040458240897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-10-days-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3551394798189848050</id><published>2009-04-14T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:08:17.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6am nights can be really crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start to have to many random thoughts since he's away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 15th month :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i pray the jungles be kind to you.&lt;br /&gt;and god showers all his protection on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestfriend so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3551394798189848050?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3551394798189848050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3551394798189848050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/6am-nights-can-be-really-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3471741320954568552</id><published>2009-04-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:27:31.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had so much thoughts gg through my mind today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, im happy that projects are all over. but terrified that i havent touched my books. i really enjoy school because of my friends. it seems that the people i know is growing again. and im really happy to know every one of you. :) im just sucha loud person that, you probably didn know, i dont like it. but its just this genetic thing that i am. im trying harder than you know to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i do hate myself. despite the sunshine exterior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do miss him alot since its has been a week. and im really thankful that his sisters asked me out for dinner on friday :) its a little weird, but on another hand, it feels really sweet that they treat me like a family :) absence makes a heart grow sorely fonder. and it does make me think about the times we used to have. some way or another, it makes me step back in alot of things that we do. like, i want to give in to a quarrel because no one really wins, i appreciate a hell lot for the little time we have. thank you baby. every day with you, is a lesson itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know something always intrigue me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of a third party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont disagree to it, for not wanting to sound like a self righteous bitch. i really dont wanna come across that way. even though some people might feel like i have very strong opinions. im just another scatterbrain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when two people fall in love, it comes with quite alot of sacrifices. things that you do, cannot do etc. it takes more then just infactuation to go a longer way. you guys hang out so often, you know the other person's habits and behaviour, time schedule, eating habits. all these little memories and behavious isnt easy to recognise. it takes time and effort to build all these little sacrifices, which is so often made so easily when you love the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, gradually, things change. you start to realise too many of these little behaviour that irks. i must admit, somethings that brandon does, i dont see eye to eye. but we give in. giving in for a long time and hiding your unhappiness.. isnt gonna do this relationship good. if things really cant work out, leave. or try your very best to change. or maybe love is strong enough to understand that its okay. for me, love always have a stupid way of making my heart give in to brandon. maybe its not giving in. its because i love him and i wanna do it for him, understand the rationale and my heart is convinced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its really not easy for a third party to come between two people. two people who holds so so much between them. for one party to give everything up because of the special third party. wow. she must be something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps, things between those two people arent going anywhere. and its held unto by habits. habits that tie these people together. im sure the third party can change the habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im trying to say is. if love isnt all there and the relationship is held to by habits. im sure its not going to work. even if temptation comes along, your heart waivered, if there's love between the two people, you'll say no to temptation. because hearts break, and when a heart breaks, it takes alot to heal and it may never be the same again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel sad that so many cannot say no. people that i love, giving themselves to temptations. if this man can do it to you for another, c'mon, he'll do it to the other as well. im not sure if one day it'll happen to me and i will have to face this myself. and i hope i can say no. because never say never. but i think ive found my soulmate. one who loves me for really who i am. even im surprised ive found him. because i wouldnt fall in love with myself either. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU FOR EXAMS. SORRY FOR MAKING YOU READ MY GIBBERISH ENTRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do miss all the times that i had in secondary school after watching school nationals and listening to aaron and brandon talk abt st hildas. boy, i wish i can turn back time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3471741320954568552?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3471741320954568552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3471741320954568552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-so-much-thoughts-gg-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-9004106432929259069</id><published>2009-04-09T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:36:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he flies again and my gathered thoughts in a long long while</title><content type='html'>yes he flew again :(&lt;br /&gt;and i think he's gonna shed all the weight that he's been bingeing on for the past few days. hahhaas.. cus i was commenting that i dont like skinny guys and he's losing too much weight! lol. but im super super sure he'll be a teddy when he finishes NS. yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be burying myself with books! i have a love hate relationship with this semester. 6 modules is really a killer and with all those things popping out. i hate it. i just hope within the next month, i'll be able to be a master of the modules :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling eileen that i was feeling upset for this friend of mine. 3 years of relationship and for all the love he had for her. i actually spoke up for her. urgh. i hope you know what you're doing, you're obviously threading dangerous waters. perhaps, the stubborn spots on the leopard have changed because of you. i missed the times when all of us hang out with those guys and played poker, went geyland for dim sum and east cost for rocking cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how i like my stayovers btw ;) doing crazy things out with friends and have alot of crazy fun together, even with the girls, we drink, gossip and laugh all night. i miss them :) cant wait for jean's bdae to hand out with them again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday yujin and xu :) had alot of fun with my friends :) check out facebook for photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what im gonna do for my 21st birthday. i wanted to do a chalet but i thought in these rocking times, i should save for the rainy day. so idea scratched! i guess i'll just celebrate birthday like good ol' birthdays :) with people i love and care, im sure is just as good ! :) no luxury for all the money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;too many random events popped out after he flew. some took me by surprise. i do hope to find answers to those questions in my mind though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-9004106432929259069?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9004106432929259069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9004106432929259069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-flies-again-and-my-gathered-thoughts.html' title='he flies again and my gathered thoughts in a long long while'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1317514307907752646</id><published>2009-04-04T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:18:50.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in denial</title><content type='html'>im so shitt. &lt;br /&gt;im in denial to do work.&lt;br /&gt;give me till wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then let the adrendaline rush for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1317514307907752646?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1317514307907752646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1317514307907752646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-in-denial.html' title='im in denial'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1346433198161126209</id><published>2009-04-03T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:47:26.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;and the kind of happiness isnt just any type of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;its those that lifts you up no matter what gets you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really thankful i have him.&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt for him, i wouldnt have anything that be who i am today.&lt;br /&gt;he picked me from my rubble, dust it off and helped me stand up.&lt;br /&gt;made me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna walk through all our milestones of life together.&lt;br /&gt;and be glad that i ever could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lives, although far from fairytale, &lt;br /&gt;being with him, makes me feel like im in always in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold,&lt;br /&gt;for better for worse, &lt;br /&gt;for richer for poorer, &lt;br /&gt;in sickness and in health, &lt;br /&gt;to love and to cherish, &lt;br /&gt;till death do us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1346433198161126209?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1346433198161126209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1346433198161126209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-makes-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1591233221865843347</id><published>2009-03-30T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:06:19.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheating</title><content type='html'>i was reading xiaxue blog, and i think what mike said about cheating is very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Here's the litmus test - if it will upset the other party when they find out, I think it's considered cheating. So if you have to hide it, you shouldn't do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1591233221865843347?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1591233221865843347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1591233221865843347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheating.html' title='cheating'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-28507482501920263</id><published>2009-03-29T13:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:36:10.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aly's birthday</title><content type='html'>yesterday, b and i went for aly's buffet lunch at grand corthorne hotel's cafe brio! thanks for the invite! :) had so much seafood, salmon, desserts, salads, oysters and yummy prawn noodles! hohoho. the girls are so cute! missed the two little happy girls :) they never fail to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8IlWgrWgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bSLnZT4obj0/s1600-h/n628446703_1606315_109390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8IlWgrWgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bSLnZT4obj0/s400/n628446703_1606315_109390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479122738665986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alyssa's two! she's super cute and happy baby. her coy smile and vivacious personality really charms me :) and her "kaooooofuuuuuuuuuuu~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8IlaBHcvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mILemqFa47A/s1600-h/n628446703_1606310_5751764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8IlaBHcvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mILemqFa47A/s400/n628446703_1606310_5751764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479123680031474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley and alyssa! hahahas. guess how old ashley is? lol. she's only four this year! terribly tall huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFG2Hf7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/A1O3V8qXi5Q/s1600-h/n628446703_1606318_6698065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFG2Hf7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/A1O3V8qXi5Q/s400/n628446703_1606318_6698065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479668289437618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins and the girls :) they kept bouncing and stomping around. lol. so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8Ily_bscI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oxLGhiCkVEc/s1600-h/n628446703_1606325_4943065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8Ily_bscI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oxLGhiCkVEc/s400/n628446703_1606325_4943065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479130383856066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aly and her birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JE22hf2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/vHjqyvbfsLU/s1600-h/n628446703_1606311_688880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JE22hf2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/vHjqyvbfsLU/s400/n628446703_1606311_688880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479663996174178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ashley blew out most of the candles. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFN6VESI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hebG6cKUVBE/s1600-h/n628446703_1606329_8305209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFN6VESI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hebG6cKUVBE/s400/n628446703_1606329_8305209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479670186152226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very blessed family! thats brandon's sister, angeline and her husband melvin with the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFH1R5bI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ska4fZ6K8Y0/s1600-h/n628446703_1606320_5149666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8JFH1R5bI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ska4fZ6K8Y0/s400/n628446703_1606320_5149666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479668554360242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b's mom and us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b's got sucha happy family. and everyone cares for one another so dearly.. my family too! but we're more subtle. hahahhas. their family is so overwhelmed with love and its so infectious. seeing how happy the girls are, makes me and b want to have our own family next time. hahahahs. well, i know its really early still.. but its just sucha sweet idea :) their lives just seems so fulfilled and blessed each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been quite a rough two weeks for me and him.. two stubborn mulls quarrelling over random stupid issues. just upsets the both of us further. he's been tirelessly preparing for brunei trip, and i just really want to spend all my time with him before he leaves. at the end of the day, i still love him so so much with each day and glad we've worked things out :) go team brandon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay that people dont get us. it doesnt matter. only you matter :) im sorry for the past few angry days! :) love, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-28507482501920263?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/28507482501920263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/28507482501920263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/alys-birthday.html' title='aly&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sc8IlWgrWgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bSLnZT4obj0/s72-c/n628446703_1606315_109390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-677225573237580001</id><published>2009-03-25T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:37:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we &lt;3 projects !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/0a49a409.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;current=0a49a409.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, we very efficient. but projecting at nang's wonderful place. not a very good idea. hahahas. we usually end up playing a whole lot more. loved the day with the girls and acting like crazy in front of the camera. mind you. beware of girls gathering.. its a whole lot of cam whoring! hahahas. we took like 300 over pictures on that day. thanks to bea's 10shots shot. hahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense accounting project will feel the same. hahahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang - chi tone, is in love with my brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this week to end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him dearly even with all the work keeping me busy.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-677225573237580001?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/677225573237580001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/677225573237580001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-3-projects.html' title='we &lt;3 projects !'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5635306536746207679</id><published>2009-03-24T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:44:13.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speak mandarin campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrFXqbRARTA&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/QrFXqbRARTA&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute. &lt;br /&gt;xiao bai tu, bai you bai&lt;br /&gt;ai chi luo po ai chi cai&lt;br /&gt;peng peng tiao tiao, zhen ke ai&lt;br /&gt;wo zai xiao xiao de chuan li zhuo&lt;br /&gt;chi kan jian shan shan de xing xing&lt;br /&gt;lan lan de tian&lt;br /&gt;wo jiao noemi&lt;br /&gt;wo shi shui ban&lt;br /&gt;wo shi fa guo ren!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5635306536746207679?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5635306536746207679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5635306536746207679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/speak-mandarin-campaign.html' title='speak mandarin campaign'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7037749390285523746</id><published>2009-03-23T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:41:19.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoof.</title><content type='html'>here's a picture that nang put up in her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Scd0U-RHQuI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6Op8-0U4mp4/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Scd0U-RHQuI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6Op8-0U4mp4/s400/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316345788795142882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously didnt know what they were.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were plasters.&lt;br /&gt;here's my spoof edition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Scd1R4g3IAI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UH-j3aMyKaI/s1600-h/CIMG0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Scd1R4g3IAI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UH-j3aMyKaI/s400/CIMG0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316346835222601730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!!! THEY LOOK ALIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, go figure what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so ignorant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7037749390285523746?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7037749390285523746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7037749390285523746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/spoof.html' title='spoof.'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Scd0U-RHQuI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6Op8-0U4mp4/s72-c/DSC02401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2483724763299985309</id><published>2009-03-21T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:19:37.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marley and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ScTbKWTde4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/fXEtz_6q0u8/s1600-h/marley-and-me-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ScTbKWTde4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/fXEtz_6q0u8/s400/marley-and-me-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315614431036406658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes. Status symbol means nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do just fine. A dog judges others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside. A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his. It was really quite simple, and yet we humans, so much wiser and more sophisticated, have always had trouble figuring out what really counts and what does not. As I wrote that farewell column to Marley, I realized it was all right there in front of us, if only we opened our eyes. Sometimes it took a dog with bad breath, worse manners, and pure intentions to help us see."&lt;br /&gt;— John Grogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very good movie :) marley was a labrador :X hahahas. sorry for the blunder. like every other person. i cried :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2483724763299985309?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2483724763299985309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2483724763299985309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-me.html' title='marley and me'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ScTbKWTde4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/fXEtz_6q0u8/s72-c/marley-and-me-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7359510766071956812</id><published>2009-03-17T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:32:27.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumbo</title><content type='html'>ive always wanted a dog. because ive abundance of love to shower. hahhas. to be a dog's companion and also to have one. so brandon and i were looking at this whole chart of dogs species. he was convinced that dogs would be a lovely companion for us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted a daschund or golden retriever! i think both species are adorable! but i like chow chow, cocker spaniel, schnauzer, or even everyone's favourite yorkshire terrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daschund, sausage dog ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-ocilDi8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/APiXsS3DV6g/s1600-h/cute-daschund-puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-ocilDi8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/APiXsS3DV6g/s400/cute-daschund-puppy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151293592505282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocker spaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oWysYxTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/SrCXFtzsa0k/s1600-h/cocker-spaniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oWysYxTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/SrCXFtzsa0k/s400/cocker-spaniel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151194839008562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chow chow. so fat chubby and cutteee! did i mention that its fiercely loyal? *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oW9jyVfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/548cB4BAH7Y/s1600-h/chow_rough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oW9jyVfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/548cB4BAH7Y/s400/chow_rough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151197755725298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schnauzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oWSdgaLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VCSoi7okzMQ/s1600-h/boris_mini_schnauzer_01.jpg_w450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oWSdgaLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VCSoi7okzMQ/s400/boris_mini_schnauzer_01.jpg_w450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151186186660018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorkshire terrier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oVxf5hqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Kr2rXFXGM9w/s1600-h/YorkshireTerrier1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oVxf5hqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Kr2rXFXGM9w/s400/YorkshireTerrier1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151177338324642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golden retriever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oVRNjInI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vuiVDzqL4Gw/s1600-h/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-oVRNjInI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vuiVDzqL4Gw/s400/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151168671425138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyhows, ive decided a very long ago. that my dog's name will be dumbo. dumbo not in the very mean way of stupid, but its because its very affectionate name. like how you call you baby silly boy in the most affectionate way. and so many ways of calling your dog! its easy to say a cheery dumbo! or a angry deep toned dumbo..... or even a very you-silly-dog dumbo! hahhahas. i love it cus its sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im only afraid that my dog will be lonely at home :( i'm homely but i have to work next time too.. :( well, i guess we'll work something out. but 5 years later, we'll definitely get one when we move into our marital home. HAHHAHAS. yeah right. but YES brandon! marital home :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7359510766071956812?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7359510766071956812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7359510766071956812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumbo.html' title='dumbo'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sb-ocilDi8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/APiXsS3DV6g/s72-c/cute-daschund-puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6435742576574469812</id><published>2009-03-12T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:11:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont read my previous horoscope reading because brandon says its no good. &lt;a href="http://www.emoticonzone.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.emoticonzone.com/msn-emotions/animated/shakehead.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. yes. he say you'll become like what the horoscope says of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so stop reading.&lt;/span&gt; hahhahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you'd wanna read up about the other horoscopes, tag! i'll email you. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-6435742576574469812?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6435742576574469812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6435742576574469812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-read-my-previous-horoscope-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4783495684495193297</id><published>2009-03-11T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:16:50.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gemini woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SbeBWSyrvzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jU-6vDBd4r0/s1600-h/42-21498907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SbeBWSyrvzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jU-6vDBd4r0/s400/42-21498907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311856505508314930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;A good looking woman with brains, a very interesting person. She has a fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;movement and she could not sit still or stand still long. She is able to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;many things at the same time and do it fast. If you date her, you will feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;like dating many women at the same time. You can not tie her down with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;word "Love" because she cares about love but is it not a major factor of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;life. You have to be able to adjust yourself to get along with her many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;different characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;She is a dreamer and has many dreams. She eager to learn something new all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;the time. Even she is the 2 in 1 mixed character type, she is quite lucky in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;love. You have to put all your efforts to win her affection. Even when she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;likes you and wonder about your wit, she will also see and inspect your bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;side at the same time, because it is in her nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She able to keep all kinds of mixed emotions without annoying you or letting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;you know at all. She can cheer you up by acting like a free little bird. Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;conversation will not bored you. She able to talk to you in any subjects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;She can make you feel like you are the luckiest man alive. She can make you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;feel like she needs all your care, but once she needs to stand alone, she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;can stand alone firmly an comfortably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;She can be your best buddy and talk to you about anything. She can join all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;your activities with the same energy that you have. She is a quick wit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;person and learn new things very fast. She can see your projects and she can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;give you good advice. If she thinks you are not sure that you want her for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;yourself, she will act like your best friend only, a cool woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can easily make a guy fall in love with her. Her multiple changes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;many moods is a "Charm" for many men. She can be laughing for 2 minutes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;later suddenly quiet. She wants to find only 1 true love and she wants to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;meet her dream guy. She expects a lot and nearly too much. She is constantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;waiting for her knight shinning armor even she is with a steady boy friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;She can fall in love or fond of someone else while she is with you. If you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;break up with her, she will forget you quite fast, because change is in her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;nature. The Gemini woman breaks more heart than woman in other Zodiac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;Because she is a dreamer and always waiting for her knight shinning armor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;,so her love life can be complex or a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;She hates to write a long letter, so if you write her a letter and expect a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;prompt reply, forget it. Because she has a multiple personality and multiple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;ideas, so she hates to put them down in written proof. Because she knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;what she belief today can be different tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could communication with more than 1 languages , a real gifted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;linguistic. If she wants to tell you any bad comments, she won't say it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;straight away, but she will talk to you about many other things and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;accidentally come to that subject without offending you. Normally she will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;not lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will work hard and once a while take a long rest. She can get bored and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;tired with her own surrounding more than at work. She never feel content &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;with her present work, money, or reputations, she will drive to have more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;Don't ask her what is her ultimate contentment for she will not have an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;Once you get to know her, she will be a supportive person and always be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;beside you. She has a beautiful dream and she loves to have someone walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 204);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;" &gt;side by side with her, together and equally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4783495684495193297?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4783495684495193297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4783495684495193297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/gemini-woman.html' title='gemini woman'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SbeBWSyrvzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jU-6vDBd4r0/s72-c/42-21498907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4116185816586608765</id><published>2009-03-11T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:07:41.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>studying sucks your life when you dont enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you feel the urge to study.&lt;br /&gt;today just isnt one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92c5qtEI/AAAAAAAAATw/n5Jo7A9aOR0/s1600-h/sb10069478bc-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92c5qtEI/AAAAAAAAATw/n5Jo7A9aOR0/s400/sb10069478bc-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311852659931264066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92Ku1guI/AAAAAAAAATg/bjIvQgiUzQ4/s1600-h/84753322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92Ku1guI/AAAAAAAAATg/bjIvQgiUzQ4/s400/84753322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311852655053996770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering about prince charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd916EitNI/AAAAAAAAATY/sxCsxNq98rw/s1600-h/82852540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd916EitNI/AAAAAAAAATY/sxCsxNq98rw/s400/82852540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311852650581636306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd91hF84gI/AAAAAAAAATQ/E-qgtrgTnXE/s1600-h/sb10068949s-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd91hF84gI/AAAAAAAAATQ/E-qgtrgTnXE/s400/sb10068949s-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311852643876659714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92YklqaI/AAAAAAAAATo/GeU8dnJhevo/s1600-h/80642357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92YklqaI/AAAAAAAAATo/GeU8dnJhevo/s400/80642357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311852658769111458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's ME. (taken by beloved nang for dsc2003 paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd-o7VJ26I/AAAAAAAAAUA/fqwV8i7PLYw/s1600-h/n508085790_1877171_5813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd-o7VJ26I/AAAAAAAAAUA/fqwV8i7PLYw/s400/n508085790_1877171_5813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311853527093074850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd-os_dEpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/6yBKWmY8wBM/s1600-h/n508085790_1877174_6395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd-os_dEpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/6yBKWmY8wBM/s400/n508085790_1877174_6395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311853523243963026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. i need motivation. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it that some things are so shady. its almost revolting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4116185816586608765?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4116185816586608765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4116185816586608765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/studying-sucks-your-life-when-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/Sbd92c5qtEI/AAAAAAAAATw/n5Jo7A9aOR0/s72-c/sb10069478bc-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6482864055554141644</id><published>2009-03-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:07:23.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm struggling. &lt;br /&gt;struggling to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;struggling to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why im so unhappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being with him gives me some solace, shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. i want to be happy happy like a monkey lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-6482864055554141644?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6482864055554141644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6482864055554141644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-struggling.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1171338692623416324</id><published>2009-03-08T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:07:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>szemin wants b to be happy and do everything it takes for you to be.&lt;br /&gt;hang on for 3 months :) i'll let you win at nba ok. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she meant her words on 8 march at 1.06am. smlpw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1171338692623416324?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1171338692623416324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1171338692623416324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/szemin-wants-b-to-be-happy-and-do.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8661320407843111754</id><published>2009-03-06T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:33:21.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half blood prince</title><content type='html'>you know how my harry potter story went. and i finished reading all the 7 books. i loved it. :) i shared my love with brandon and as usual, he's too lazy to read but he like the story too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for half blood prince. in movie! its actually very fascinating to see your favourite book illustrated in animation. :) totally awesome. everyone is the perfect epitome of each character especially emma watson and dumbledore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the trailer for half blood prince. get sucked into this. &lt;br /&gt;dumbledore's gonna die in this part. im gonna cryy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:348080" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26vid%3D348080%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A348080%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A348080" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." width="512" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; width: 500px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;Movies Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8661320407843111754?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8661320407843111754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8661320407843111754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-blood-prince.html' title='half blood prince'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-805576805055057826</id><published>2009-03-04T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:46:08.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lipstick jungle</title><content type='html'>"woman think that survival depends on conformity.&lt;br /&gt;but for some woman, conformity is death.&lt;br /&gt;its death to the soul.&lt;br /&gt;the soul, is a precious thing.&lt;br /&gt;when you live a lie,&lt;br /&gt;it damages the soul."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-805576805055057826?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/805576805055057826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/805576805055057826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/lipstick-jungle.html' title='lipstick jungle'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8852936957688442700</id><published>2009-03-03T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:28:50.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomlings</title><content type='html'>people are weird.&lt;br /&gt;so am i.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop saying so many sorries.&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep myself and my scatterbrain from you so you dont realise.&lt;br /&gt;hates herself many times today, yesterday and the day before.&lt;br /&gt;understands that she has to stop the hatred.&lt;br /&gt;detest school because its nus.&lt;br /&gt;hates all assignments because they are no fun.&lt;br /&gt;feels too much hatred lately, she forgot to love.&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8852936957688442700?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8852936957688442700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8852936957688442700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomlings.html' title='randomlings'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5457496222193260412</id><published>2009-02-25T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:22:30.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we got married</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SaVEbnRg--I/AAAAAAAAATI/foByz6a1VCc/s1600-h/735acadd2761b0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SaVEbnRg--I/AAAAAAAAATI/foByz6a1VCc/s400/735acadd2761b0_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306722977115601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to nang :P i fell in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;too much - crown j and soe in young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here they are.. part of the show we got married. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=12.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/12.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch this is the origin of the song. so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;she was intially very pissed with him.. but i guess he led her to some place by herself and he started singing... "too much....... A!~ too much.." lol. boy thats sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwxYkNklwXk&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/ZwxYkNklwXk&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;now say! TOO MUCH ! AAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Nc_CKAI6cl"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Nc_CKAI6cl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Nc_CKAI6cl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Nc_CKAI6cl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=Nc_CKAI6cl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=Nc_CKAI6cl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Nc_CKAI6cl/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/geek-girl/music/M4-ZNUAw/crown_j_too_much_feat/"&gt;Too Much (Feat. 서인영) - Crown J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5457496222193260412?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5457496222193260412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5457496222193260412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-got-married.html' title='we got married'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SaVEbnRg--I/AAAAAAAAATI/foByz6a1VCc/s72-c/735acadd2761b0_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5101479786774792927</id><published>2009-02-25T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:39:06.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>his flight home :):)</title><content type='html'>tell me my eyes arent playing tricks on me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Arrival.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/Arrival.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks at changi airport anyone???!!! lol. &lt;br /&gt;i have a date already! his mom! i miss her terribly!&lt;br /&gt;szemin is back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5101479786774792927?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5101479786774792927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5101479786774792927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/flight-confirmed.html' title='his flight home :):)'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-6903079284727956062</id><published>2009-02-23T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:52:26.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cheer ! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;current=Untitled-1copy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/Untitled-1copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because he's coming home soon :)&lt;br /&gt;now thats why.&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/6486175-6903079284727956062?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6903079284727956062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/6903079284727956062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-cheer.html' title='happy cheer ! :)'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3134694095671698365</id><published>2009-02-20T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:14:27.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ms ab+</title><content type='html'>:) thanks van for today! my dear ms ab+ who totally have no "jian chi" on the day of her marriage. lol. you suck. go suck thumb. lol. i totally loved the movie and dome dinner chat. so long! hahhahas. we can like talk on and on.. about randomlings. thanks for cheering me up these few days! god what would i do without you. we're so similar it scares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched "maybe he's not that into you" its so nice.. despite the critics ratings. its so good. i know why van would tear (she's so full of emotions.. you know.. ;\), but strangely, i cried too! dunno why i got so emotional but its.. really really sweet. in a way.. those who hang on.. through tough times, get the sweetest. those who dont, suck thumb. so hang on everyone. every relationship is worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i butted at the wrong things lately.. i know whatever i say.. cant help or change anything. its just ridiculous of me to want happiness for everyone i love but end up thwarting their lifes. im upset that i have to see everyone around me having their hearts wrenched and crying silently.. but there's nothing i can do i guess.. i should just tie my hands up and look at the world unwind itself. i hate it seeing so many couples break up. i just wish i can stop their pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay happy everybody and im just gonna mind my own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overdone. still hurts. but i know ure worse off. i cant say how sorry i am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3134694095671698365?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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once..&lt;br /&gt;study in the library together.. :)&lt;br /&gt;take short naps on ur beanies..&lt;br /&gt;admire you doing your work.. so ever seriously..&lt;br /&gt;play badminton, volleyball.. till we whacked hard.&lt;br /&gt;start making you cook something for me.. hungry :(&lt;br /&gt;make you do 20 pull ups till you can start hugging me..&lt;br /&gt;bring the girls to the beach and buy all the snacks for ashley and alyssa!&lt;br /&gt;go to the marina barage together :)&lt;br /&gt;talk about everything that happened during 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;do grocery shopping and grab icecreams!&lt;br /&gt;eat gua zi together :)&lt;br /&gt;clean your ears. lol. its comfy and intimate!&lt;br /&gt;watch you wash up and brush your teeth! :) so handsome ah&lt;br /&gt;play card games and bet on everything from your head to toe..&lt;br /&gt;watch every show on scv.. :)&lt;br /&gt;cam whore together and make you do those girlie poses like 1,2,3,4,5.&lt;br /&gt;admire every feature of you.. i can take the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;sit very long bus rides with you..&lt;br /&gt;make you buy roses for me..&lt;br /&gt;facebook people on facebook and start discussing about them..&lt;br /&gt;discuss the names of our little bs and ss.. i want one syllable!&lt;br /&gt;give you a good massage till you fall asleep! pig.&lt;br /&gt;make u fall asleep and then jolt you up again...&lt;br /&gt;call you at night and refusing to hang up..&lt;br /&gt;play mahjong with cheryl and aaron..&lt;br /&gt;have supper at 85.&lt;br /&gt;go changi and see those cute dinos.&lt;br /&gt;watch all the movies that i missed... the wedding game!&lt;br /&gt;paint your toes for you.. in caviar red!&lt;br /&gt;go on feasting together.. at sakae sushi buffet!&lt;br /&gt;head to toy'r'us to admire your heliopter at refusing to buy it&lt;br /&gt;lie on your chest and wish time stops..&lt;br /&gt;hear all your stories on how those girls in taiwan tried to seduce you..&lt;br /&gt;tell you how i fought for myself and refusing to let anything get me down..&lt;br /&gt;think of ways to fight missing you for brunei trip..&lt;br /&gt;revisit our first date..&lt;br /&gt;go swim and sit in the tickling jacuzzi..&lt;br /&gt;start our little bbq at the beach with just marshmellow...&lt;br /&gt;make you do a v day card for me and i'll do one for you too :)&lt;br /&gt;make you memorise 25 things about szemin..&lt;br /&gt;make you stay very still while i tickle your soles.&lt;br /&gt;chase you out of bed when you barely slept and fight not to get out in the sleeping position.&lt;br /&gt;go to the zoo and visit our relatives.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;lie in bed with you.. and hug you to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dont feel so lazy, that is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1808981524456254485?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1808981524456254485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1808981524456254485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-youre-back.html' title='when you&apos;re back'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4997102874840023522</id><published>2009-02-16T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:59:17.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when will you be back? im feeling really lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;you always knew what to say when i needed someone..&lt;br /&gt;you always knew what went through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;you always knew how to assure me when i needed it..&lt;br /&gt;you always knew the right things to do.. to make me alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still hanging on.. very tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4997102874840023522?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4997102874840023522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4997102874840023522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-will-you-be-back-im-feeling-really.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2648401160124174778</id><published>2009-02-14T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:20:30.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I give up,&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just keep chasin' pavements?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2648401160124174778?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2648401160124174778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2648401160124174778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/should-i-give-up-or-should-i-just-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7863889830630790053</id><published>2009-02-14T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:15:07.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's with love, friends :)</title><content type='html'>it was sucha lovely night with my ms AB+. i love her. she's the sweetest girl in every way. thank you again love. for taking time out to spend with me cus you know probably i needed someone. thank you for reading my mind and everything. thank you cus i cannot thank you enough cus this meet up meant so much to me. thank you for sending me home and spending time at my place till 2am! thank you for always thinking for others and worrying.. ok. caring for others. thank you for being you. thank you for loving me. thank you for being so me. thank you :):):):) i hope you find the love you deserve. and you really dont know the limits of your love till you really love, it just grows more and more :) careful girl, dont slip *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its when you grow older you know who friends really are.&lt;br /&gt;van, qing, ham, jean, ping.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i'll do without them.&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont meet up with u guys as often as u guys spend time with each other, i really love and care for you all deep down. i keep reflecting alot on my friendships lately especially after that incident. i may not have been the best of friend to you.. but you guys have always been the best. in a way, for being yourselves and letting me being me. they are such people with passion for things - things that happen to them, to friends of love, and others (kaypoh. but i am.) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what i want for my 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i need no celebration, no gifts. i do mean it. i'd love handmade cards and photo collages! :)&lt;br /&gt;all i want, is being with all those that i love.&lt;br /&gt;laugh and cry over stupid things, spending crazy nights of fun and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;till we get so tired that we fall asleep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really about the meaning of a good birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not have the riches in the world, but i think i own the riches in my heart. i have everything that i need. maybe i havent dont enough charitable work yet. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i might make me sound faggotest, ah. i cant be bothered abt what you think. fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say what i like, cus i think.&lt;br /&gt;i see who i love, cus i love.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy, cus i really am. i dunno since when i felt so happy and contented with life. even studying so much, makes me happy, as long as the people i love are happy and safe. and be around me forever.. not physically, at times would be good.. but that they have me in their hearts. I LOVE YOU ALL *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so touchy post huh. but didnt you know im like this. i love, i hate. in your face. period, miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY, everyday. try it. its not easy. but do sincerely do things that make you happy, where you feel your heart glows. thats what most important. i glow right. LOL. yes, im that happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not be happy that he's away, but im happy that i have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and to my girls, HAHAHA. i should clarify.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry ive painted such a lovely picture in my blog of us.&lt;br /&gt;sounds nearly too good to be true. even myself, i find it him too perfect for me.. maybe not to you but to me, he is. but isnt too good what we're all looking for? but no, sometimes it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we DO quarrel, contrary to your believe. hahas! you guys are so cute. we quarrel like everyone else. we do have our temper and get angry with each over unreasonable things, ok. maybe only im unreasonable but he has a temper too.. terribly impatient my little boy is. quarrels so bad that you hang up on him.. but still, a minute later, him or i will call back... cus i want to stop fighting. we just talk things out and try to learn from it. due to the so little time that i have with him, i dont want to exactly spending them quarrelling you see. so we learn to love each other more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still possibilities of break ups! but i dont want that obviously. i just want him, and waiting for him is the only thing i can do cus i only want him. and he shouldnt take it for granted that i should be understanding that he's in ns. (p.s. yes im refering to you brandon tan peng wai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so loved today, a different kind of love.. its sweet and nice. thanks for making me feel so loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7863889830630790053?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7863889830630790053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7863889830630790053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-with-love-friends.html' title='valentine&apos;s with love, friends :)'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3213395258667203641</id><published>2009-02-12T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:39:36.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;adapted from eeting's blog. cus i just feel that its so ept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OPRAH WINFREY HAD THIS TO SAY ABOUT MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. Slower is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't 'be friends'. A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend. Don't settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. Don't stay because you think 'it will get better. You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man know everything.* He will use it against you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot change a man's behaviour.* Change comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are. Even if he has more education or in a better job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god. is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man define who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never borrow someone else's man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men are NOT dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending...Compromise is two way street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need time to heal between relationships...There is nothing cute about baggage...Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... A relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...Look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never move into his mother's house. Never co-sign for a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. *Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared of being alone is what makes a lot of women stay in relationships that are abusive or hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that you're the best thing that could ever happen to anyone and if a man mistreats you, he'll miss out on a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he was attracted to you in the 1st place, just know that he's not the only one. They're all watching you, so you have a lot of choices. Make the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies take care of your own hearts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with other women and men (just so they know)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make someone smile, another rethink her choices, and another woman prepare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ahhh. so true. lol. we girls just need to protect ourselves sometimes. cus it hurts when we get our hearts broken and no it doesnt breakeven. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to meet van tml. sounds like alot of fun. that girl and me is a horrible horrible combination - gemini and aquarius, both AB+. nasty and wicked. but i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3213395258667203641?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3213395258667203641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3213395258667203641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/men.html' title='men.'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2766079036568683651</id><published>2009-02-06T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:30:02.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's off to taiwan for training for 20 days. i dont know alot abt ocs or what he's doing. well, i do hear alot from him about his exercise starlight, and ippt and this and that.  and i was thinking his life of him inside SAFTI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way before he was enlisted that he'd like to get into OCS. i guess most girlfriends would want their boyfriends to be there, but for me, i really didnt mind anywhere at all.. i even think being a clerk is cool. lol. whenever we mj with cheryl and aaron, the guys would rattle on about being in ocs and all that comes with it, cheryl and i would usually brush it off and that we'd rather want more time with our significant other, awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading up so much about the army and ocs, i suddenly feel really proud of him. like this very proud girlfriend seeing light through the pictures of her boyfriend. especially when i read what they are put through. boy it really sucks. he always say.. "suck it up. suck thumb." hahhas. and they really have to do so in there. and he never complains at all about all the things he go through. not a word of unhappiness. to even get in, its super duper wow. i think if im in ns, i'll probably end up in some kuku camp as clerk. hahahhas. those chao geng type. hahhas. when he opted for ocs, i knew he'll get in lah. he's meant for ocs lah. thats sound dreary for me when i know he did. i even quarrelled with him abt it. im over it. im sorry that i did that, but i guess i'll regret my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what he said is true, next time he'll want to tell his army stories to our children and they'll be so proud of him. and who knows, maybe my son gets into ocs one day. hahahas. i'll feel it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just hope that the army officers keep him safe wherever he goes. it doesnt matter where you are, i'll wait like i always do. but now, with an immense sense of pride for him. i love you dear.. i'll always be here for you, whatever the future brings for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2766079036568683651?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2766079036568683651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2766079036568683651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/hes-off-to-taiwan-for-training-for-20.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1446483996194897554</id><published>2009-02-06T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:25:25.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doinkkey</title><content type='html'>so he left for taiwan. and my heart left with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admire those who can have so much assurance of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;good things belong to those who deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts that they dont.&lt;br /&gt;im gibbering again.&lt;br /&gt;till 20 days again. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1446483996194897554?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1446483996194897554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1446483996194897554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/02/doinkkey.html' title='doinkkey'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8141489718487967258</id><published>2009-01-24T12:55:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:33:50.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my beloved friends :) and love.</title><content type='html'>its a busy two days of pre birthdays celebrations ! :)&lt;br /&gt;to two of the important people in my life, van and eileen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;van's 22th birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let pictures do the talking. hahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;the celebration spells fun, love, happiness, and over brimmed cups of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre birthday, card making! it was super funny cus our lovely but C-M-I art directors, namely ham, qing and ping planned on a mandarin orange themed card. seriously. hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgUx7SoqI/AAAAAAAAANo/E5lij_ahOxo/s1600-h/n522016534_2480395_5969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgUx7SoqI/AAAAAAAAANo/E5lij_ahOxo/s400/n522016534_2480395_5969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720590787289762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing's infamous but reallly reallly adorable stickman masterpiece draft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVZE3ngI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cfCWmTZY2mA/s1600-h/n522016534_2480400_7141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVZE3ngI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cfCWmTZY2mA/s400/n522016534_2480400_7141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720601296444930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me writing my wishes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVLMxoXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Enxcp7aytMc/s1600-h/n522016534_2480398_6672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVLMxoXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Enxcp7aytMc/s400/n522016534_2480398_6672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720597571510642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done up! qing is doing her masterly finishing touches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVKfzVKI/AAAAAAAAANw/XvuXu2c2iLU/s1600-h/n522016534_2480396_6205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgVKfzVKI/AAAAAAAAANw/XvuXu2c2iLU/s400/n522016534_2480396_6205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720597382878370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jean doing the photo collage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqge24xkbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ymf1oTdeGVw/s1600-h/n522016534_2480402_7636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqge24xkbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ymf1oTdeGVw/s400/n522016534_2480402_7636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720763917603250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from left, ham, qing, ping, jean, me, van. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgUiXqKFI/AAAAAAAAANg/Bnqa39Y1u6M/s1600-h/n522016534_2480394_5696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgUiXqKFI/AAAAAAAAANg/Bnqa39Y1u6M/s400/n522016534_2480394_5696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720586611304530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qing, ping (SISTERS), ham hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgez19VQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i73p3-wqa4A/s1600-h/n522016534_2480403_7881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgez19VQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i73p3-wqa4A/s400/n522016534_2480403_7881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720763100484866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out really sweet though its just qing's stickman drawing and our little origami here and there! and everyone was busy cutting, drawing, glueing, but only XIAO PING was meddling with her cam whoring and hair cutting. HAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhmeZV7PI/AAAAAAAAAPg/wOwIP1Be64M/s1600-h/n522016534_2480453_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhmeZV7PI/AAAAAAAAAPg/wOwIP1Be64M/s400/n522016534_2480453_2207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721994293898482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astroboy and astroGEN! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhl3QswMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A0cnYrppOEY/s1600-h/n522016534_2480448_614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhl3QswMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A0cnYrppOEY/s400/n522016534_2480448_614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721983788662978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhl4Z5hiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HivPrFswCiA/s1600-h/n522016534_2480438_7546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhl4Z5hiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HivPrFswCiA/s400/n522016534_2480438_7546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721984095684130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhlbeT3_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/6HxHRvudFR4/s1600-h/n522016534_2480422_2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhlbeT3_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/6HxHRvudFR4/s400/n522016534_2480422_2864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721976329560050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhlW9Y2II/AAAAAAAAAPA/ErnxILGIo14/s1600-h/n522016534_2480428_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhlW9Y2II/AAAAAAAAAPA/ErnxILGIo14/s400/n522016534_2480428_4591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721975117731970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhQMYqXaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KuXguCUdrDo/s1600-h/n522016534_2480435_6653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhQMYqXaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KuXguCUdrDo/s400/n522016534_2480435_6653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721611502083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhQHFYVkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GLMJI4vT56Y/s1600-h/n522016534_2480443_9068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhQHFYVkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GLMJI4vT56Y/s400/n522016534_2480443_9068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721610079032898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhP8q0daI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BuXWMHWZVfo/s1600-h/n522016534_2480442_8768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhP8q0daI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BuXWMHWZVfo/s400/n522016534_2480442_8768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721607283275170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhPtjuYbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HQKeUlvlWDk/s1600-h/n522016534_2480450_1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhPtjuYbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HQKeUlvlWDk/s400/n522016534_2480450_1229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721603226984882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhPrB-ErI/AAAAAAAAAOY/I5AAymdAdRk/s1600-h/n522016534_2480451_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqhPrB-ErI/AAAAAAAAAOY/I5AAymdAdRk/s400/n522016534_2480451_1553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721602548535986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday love. so radiant! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you enjoyed yourself my dear. its your day! :) thanks you my love for always being there for me when i needed you and listening to all my crap and digesting them for me. hahahas. even though i may not have been the best of bestie to you, you are just always selfless and loving to all those you love. happy birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eileen's 23th! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to nang's sweetest planning, it turned out really fun as well!&lt;br /&gt;heehee. we girls had a sweet lunch at michaelangelos! beat it! hahahhahahhas. it was so expensive. the total bill was 320++.. *eye balls out!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at michaelangelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqju8q9AFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dpbNhg-GWcQ/s1600-h/n508085790_2483481_4968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqju8q9AFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dpbNhg-GWcQ/s400/n508085790_2483481_4968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724338883035218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean, me, nang, eileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjugpS7lI/AAAAAAAAAP4/m-uJDzeEwq4/s1600-h/n508085790_2483473_2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjugpS7lI/AAAAAAAAAP4/m-uJDzeEwq4/s400/n508085790_2483473_2422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724331359891026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang and eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjup4G-iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/AuKvdRc-xOw/s1600-h/n508085790_2483472_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjup4G-iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/AuKvdRc-xOw/s400/n508085790_2483472_2124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724333837941282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjun21hpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EGhDeAB5Ndk/s1600-h/n508085790_2483471_1800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqjun21hpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EGhDeAB5Ndk/s400/n508085790_2483471_1800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724333295732370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday girl and me. she so skinny horr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqju-yDykI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HPKDoGg_LQc/s1600-h/n508085790_2483482_5271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqju-yDykI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HPKDoGg_LQc/s400/n508085790_2483482_5271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724339449711170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen and her very delicious raspberry panna cotta! sooo gooooddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to nang's lovely place again.. HAHAHAS. and guess what we did! hahahhahahhahahas. nang became the stylist for us. she took out some of her really expensive stuffs and style it up on us. woots. i feel rich already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlr0eta-I/AAAAAAAAARA/3o3hBRD1rpw/s1600-h/n765210369_5558145_7640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlr0eta-I/AAAAAAAAARA/3o3hBRD1rpw/s400/n765210369_5558145_7640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294726484167846882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich tais tais went to pasir and back. (truth, its her sister's wall mural. SO swee right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlr_hqH3I/AAAAAAAAARI/piOvfZEQ2WY/s1600-h/n765210369_5558154_336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlr_hqH3I/AAAAAAAAARI/piOvfZEQ2WY/s400/n765210369_5558154_336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294726487133003634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loewe bag, LV scarf.. and.. err.. mango smocked dress. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlGevUlsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mz1Nn1rihyM/s1600-h/n765210369_5558147_8240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlGevUlsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mz1Nn1rihyM/s400/n765210369_5558147_8240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725842676782786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chanel 2.55!!!! and chanel scarf! see the pink thing behind? balenciaga motorcycle bag in fuschia. so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlGGX_0XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/RKhapZ9iJJc/s1600-h/n765210369_5558152_9715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlGGX_0XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/RKhapZ9iJJc/s400/n765210369_5558152_9715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725836136501618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe bag and another lv scarf and lv "baggage bag for nang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlFQjTqNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zjxyEuMgNMk/s1600-h/n765210369_5558151_9421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlFQjTqNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zjxyEuMgNMk/s400/n765210369_5558151_9421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725821688424658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lv scarf, lv bag and lv luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang's bmw. damn swee right. say "SWEE BO?!" and i still didnt get to sit in it yet. sobbs. but i will!!! please.. nang?? hahahhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlEy6XueI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pG_5hv-IGrQ/s1600-h/n765210369_5503586_9538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlEy6XueI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pG_5hv-IGrQ/s400/n765210369_5503586_9538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725813732096482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlFM1hhDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bHQ7VKvk6Ww/s1600-h/n765210369_5503587_9817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlFM1hhDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bHQ7VKvk6Ww/s400/n765210369_5503587_9817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725820691088434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlYIQlf5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rJ_LHXW62Ck/s1600-h/n508085790_2395734_4048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqlYIQlf5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rJ_LHXW62Ck/s400/n508085790_2395734_4048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294726145879932818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXqBWxrNI/AAAAAAAAASo/ocRIdbHGpxQ/s1600-h/n514354261_1391862_1176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXqBWxrNI/AAAAAAAAASo/ocRIdbHGpxQ/s400/n514354261_1391862_1176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851797590060242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now even beatrice, mal and xu played with her bmw :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after playing all these rich man things. totally contented. hahahhsha. but we met up with the rest to do dinner at giraffe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXGLnbiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/QU5fFjQi4J4/s1600-h/n508085790_2483495_9769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXGLnbiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/QU5fFjQi4J4/s400/n508085790_2483495_9769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727227653975586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKDk6DII/AAAAAAAAARo/2nir_PDEfjA/s1600-h/n508085790_2483503_2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKDk6DII/AAAAAAAAARo/2nir_PDEfjA/s400/n508085790_2483503_2627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727003616447618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKKJLdUI/AAAAAAAAARg/Lx-VkWB2iGc/s1600-h/n508085790_2483494_9433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKKJLdUI/AAAAAAAAARg/Lx-VkWB2iGc/s400/n508085790_2483494_9433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727005379196226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKHtKvHI/AAAAAAAAARY/tzVgal-LUWA/s1600-h/n508085790_2483493_9108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKHtKvHI/AAAAAAAAARY/tzVgal-LUWA/s400/n508085790_2483493_9108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727004724837490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmJ_Z2ZLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G269luWfZ4I/s1600-h/n508085790_2483491_8388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmJ_Z2ZLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G269luWfZ4I/s400/n508085790_2483491_8388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727002496328882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXRz3u3I/AAAAAAAAASI/rISwp_YQYE0/s1600-h/n508085790_2483490_7956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXRz3u3I/AAAAAAAAASI/rISwp_YQYE0/s400/n508085790_2483490_7956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727230775606130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXpt7mC9I/AAAAAAAAASY/PoxB989ZLI4/s1600-h/n514354261_1391825_2061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXpt7mC9I/AAAAAAAAASY/PoxB989ZLI4/s400/n514354261_1391825_2061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851792375778258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXpK3MKCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FpPYvFyfgtE/s1600-h/n514354261_1391822_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXpK3MKCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FpPYvFyfgtE/s400/n514354261_1391822_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851782962063394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXqLbI_-I/AAAAAAAAASw/rOzIMAS7H2I/s1600-h/n514354261_1391837_5175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXqLbI_-I/AAAAAAAAASw/rOzIMAS7H2I/s400/n514354261_1391837_5175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851800292720610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKfTyEsI/AAAAAAAAARw/sr3bgtUzBjw/s1600-h/n508085790_2483521_9247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmKfTyEsI/AAAAAAAAARw/sr3bgtUzBjw/s400/n508085790_2483521_9247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727011060814530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXUEEd_I/AAAAAAAAASA/Twdvd4VBTcM/s1600-h/n508085790_2483514_6690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqmXUEEd_I/AAAAAAAAASA/Twdvd4VBTcM/s400/n508085790_2483514_6690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727231380420594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXp5rS9CI/AAAAAAAAASg/yDzOrZozzUA/s1600-h/n514354261_1391854_8829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXsXp5rS9CI/AAAAAAAAASg/yDzOrZozzUA/s400/n514354261_1391854_8829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294851795528643618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday eileen :) you're sucha strong girl almost weed like! hahahhas. still bubbly and happily positive no matter what happens :) thank you for making me feel really better during my very stressed times and helping me adapt to nus. i probably wouldnt be half as happy if it wasnt for you :) thanks babe. truly. *HUGS* i heart you too eileen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday ladies :) you guys deserve nothing but the best in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best things in life are free :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8141489718487967258?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8141489718487967258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8141489718487967258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-beloved-friends-and-love.html' title='my beloved friends :) and love.'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SXqgUx7SoqI/AAAAAAAAANo/E5lij_ahOxo/s72-c/n522016534_2480395_5969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5241611896532688227</id><published>2009-01-23T00:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:33:46.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye.</title><content type='html'>ive read somewhere,change is the only constant. in any sort of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really upset last night. really did. but i felt like i had to do it. its damn pissing. yeahs, miss very busy to call us out when ure out shopping with another. very busy. cant be bothered. well, at least, we made efforts to celebrate ur birthday. suggest another day or something. you never placed urself in the shoes of others.. have you? you have this world of your own that revolves only around you. i guess everyone has too.. but yours is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its simple for everyone to meet up without you. but i find that something's missing. you. its cus i miss you. and the feeling of togetherness.. like old times. guess its not the way you feel. meeting us is probably the last thing on your mind. everyone else more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are a complicated. well, maybe it all ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave up sucking up. thats what you made me feel like i was doing all the time. at least, i never ever had to suck up to brandon.. all you made me feel like.. really was a clown. made fun, poke fun. yeahs, maybe i pretended like i didnt mind. know your limits. strange u called me tactless. you shut me up with your one worders and "not interested." how am i to reply to that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was too harsh. but wells, i had to let it out. been holding it for too long. its differences at the end of the day. flaws that we cant accept. things that we take for granted. im terribly flawed too.. like prioritizing my bf. i kinda know being my friend is sucky. but i really care for them in my hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to those that never forsaking me, despite knowing me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly of me to tear. but i think it did end. i wish you the best. i dont think i'd wanna see you again. now, its broken. by me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy ending :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5241611896532688227?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5241611896532688227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5241611896532688227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye.html' title='goodbye.'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2896622758531457076</id><published>2009-01-14T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:42:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year of love and counting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SW2-r9Y39FI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WSryRXFzcv8/s1600-h/19122008233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SW2-r9Y39FI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WSryRXFzcv8/s400/19122008233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291094799652746322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1 year anniversary darling. i wouldnt be here and being myself so happily if not for you. thank you for loving me exactly for who i am.. :) i am so so blessed. i cant wait to grow old with you and star gaze at beaches when we have walking sticks in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you mr duck :)                                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SW3BJNEJhJI/AAAAAAAAANY/R2k4xrRuOLU/s1600-h/duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SW3BJNEJhJI/AAAAAAAAANY/R2k4xrRuOLU/s400/duck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291097501100246162" 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/6486175-2896622758531457076?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2896622758531457076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2896622758531457076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-of-love-and-counting.html' title='a year of love and counting..'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SW2-r9Y39FI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WSryRXFzcv8/s72-c/19122008233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-598644796862438837</id><published>2009-01-09T16:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:03:45.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nus girlies.. guysies too.</title><content type='html'>my nus gang met up at nang's place for a very commercialised potluck. cus except for my mom's KONG BA BAO and mal's oat prawns.. they rest bought drinks and chips and delivery! thats our potluck for you. lol. nang's place's really gorgeous yah! its at oxley rise and it costs alot of whopping moolahs! esp her pool. so pretty.. that i really wanted to jump in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters, we PK at wii, which i swear im talented at esp cooking mama and tennis, super serve!!! which i won everyone... ok. i lied. i only won beatrice. the rest i lost :( after which we started playing rounds of drinking games.. which i sipped slowly. cus i know what happens when i drink a little more, i go really happy. and i mean VERY HAPPY. lol. that made me made yujin sing "barbie girl" super super funness day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcRipxjKqI/AAAAAAAAANA/-hXQ3OWJm1c/s1600-h/n508085790_2395457_7800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcRipxjKqI/AAAAAAAAANA/-hXQ3OWJm1c/s400/n508085790_2395457_7800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289215574396840610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang and me :) thanks to her pretty home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcRfdn3Q2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/AHEdQlhzyTE/s1600-h/n508085790_2395467_893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcRfdn3Q2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/AHEdQlhzyTE/s400/n508085790_2395467_893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289215519595381602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. beatrice and i trying out nang's shoes. lol. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcSX5Y0gaI/AAAAAAAAANI/JpPHWY5LQls/s1600-h/n508085790_2395498_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcSX5Y0gaI/AAAAAAAAANI/JpPHWY5LQls/s400/n508085790_2395498_1329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289216489121153442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtKVcobI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cV3zzwrff-I/s1600-h/n508085790_2395500_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtKVcobI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cV3zzwrff-I/s400/n508085790_2395500_2038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289214655424405938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtcq0MjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eRGZPuaBn2Q/s1600-h/n508085790_2395563_4778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtcq0MjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eRGZPuaBn2Q/s400/n508085790_2395563_4778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289214660345868850" 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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtHokMvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OTmggwBDElc/s1600-h/n508085790_2395474_3155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtHokMvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OTmggwBDElc/s400/n508085790_2395474_3155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289214654699287282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from top anti clockwise, steve and wife, zihui, beatrice, myself, eileen, jean, yujin, eugene xu, malvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtRGWSbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gljL1CBQizc/s1600-h/n508085790_2395479_4756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcQtRGWSbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gljL1CBQizc/s400/n508085790_2395479_4756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289214657240123826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for these guys at school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-598644796862438837?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/598644796862438837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/598644796862438837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/01/nus-girlies-guysies-too.html' title='nus girlies.. guysies too.'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SWcRipxjKqI/AAAAAAAAANA/-hXQ3OWJm1c/s72-c/n508085790_2395457_7800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2922273613562462437</id><published>2009-01-02T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:28:22.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>happy new year bitches! :) had a delightful holidays with loads loads of time doing happy things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my resolution this year is to be happier and wiser. *smacks* :) i gave up losing tonnes of useless weights that will lose itself with a happier and healthier me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*SCREAMS AWAY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2922273613562462437?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2922273613562462437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2922273613562462437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='happy 2009!'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8871825946498192300</id><published>2008-12-25T02:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:26:50.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MERRY MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;JOLLY HOLLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70aoQfLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9OA4wp5e18/s1600-h/us%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70aoQfLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9OA4wp5e18/s400/us%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421453290601650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of christmas is the warmth and love it brings :)&lt;br /&gt;no matter how rainy or cold the weather is. its a happy hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, christmas is special and has a whole new meaning. because ive learnt to count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) because i have you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my beloved family and friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) my very thoughtful and totally appreciated christmas presents from all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70kwES7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FgvPSgdLR80/s1600-h/christmas+present+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70kwES7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FgvPSgdLR80/s400/christmas+present+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421456007711666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it! its so pretty. and its totally worth the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;you know what i mean. *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) christmas sales. how can recession resist this?! totally worth it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70sS7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2wCxwVl1m7A/s1600-h/CIMG0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70sS7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2wCxwVl1m7A/s400/CIMG0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421458032976930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can always be looking forward to all the next christmas-es when it brings warmth again even on this very often very cold little "sunny" island that can be so harsh on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live happily and for us! :) the smiles keeps coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8871825946498192300?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8871825946498192300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8871825946498192300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas!'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SVJ70aoQfLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/r9OA4wp5e18/s72-c/us%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5820769037318477889</id><published>2008-12-17T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:06:14.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday qing :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj1sN-yeXI/AAAAAAAAALg/SfeTHNGQuIU/s1600-h/IMG_2439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj1sN-yeXI/AAAAAAAAALg/SfeTHNGQuIU/s400/IMG_2439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280740703107971442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday darling girl! :) may you get all the love in the world and steal all the charm from everyone like you always do because you are one hella confidence powerhouse! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some kinda party! gosh. hahhas. glad it pulled off well :) it was really fun though.. except for excessive drinking.. but still.. i still dont enjoy clubbing, just once with a whole lot of lovelies is superb :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, im so sorry for getting so.. i dunno.. was i drunk or just not that sober.. ok.. lets just say.. high. it wasnt a night that i intended to drink so much. i think it must be that.. shooter and champagne and johnny walker.. and.. beer! gosh! thank god for van darling and him :) if he wasnt there, i dont know how safely home i'd be. thank you darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry! i would never ever drink so much again. i was so groggy and walking so unsteadily and throwing things around. like cynthia said.. 10x of crazy szemin. madness! i promise never ever to drink so much outside again. well, except when im with him ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4q2yJNKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uYoaS6uothI/s1600-h/IMG_2299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4q2yJNKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uYoaS6uothI/s400/IMG_2299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743978235933858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;van love and me :) besties forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van, thanks so much for being with me.. im so sorry too.. i didnt mean to leave u alone. i really couldnt think already.. ah. im sorry :( forgive me love! i'll treat u to b&amp;amp;j's and alot of love ok! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4RmXVWCI/AAAAAAAAALw/8Mm7fx82q-A/s1600-h/IMG_2512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4RmXVWCI/AAAAAAAAALw/8Mm7fx82q-A/s400/IMG_2512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743544331786274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha.. thats "gone" szemin and a very happy brandon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, thank you too! i promise never ever to do this again. not unless you're with me.. i'll take more responsibility for my actions yah :) if not for you, i'll probably be bruised all over cause of all the knocks and bumps! i love you baby! cant wait for christmas with you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4RRghniI/AAAAAAAAALo/wLDV1YqCx0o/s1600-h/IMG_2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj4RRghniI/AAAAAAAAALo/wLDV1YqCx0o/s400/IMG_2318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743538733194786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you girls :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5820769037318477889?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5820769037318477889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5820769037318477889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-qing.html' title='happy birthday qing :)'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SUj1sN-yeXI/AAAAAAAAALg/SfeTHNGQuIU/s72-c/IMG_2439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-9045009202295845211</id><published>2008-12-16T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:30:26.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-allocation Results for BIZ Students</title><content type='html'>I HOPE YOU GIRLS ARE STILL IN THE SAME CLASS AS MEE!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bschool.nus.edu/undergrad/modconfirm/preallocation.asp"&gt;http://www.bschool.nus.edu/undergrad/modconfirm/preallocation.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome YEE SZE MIN. Your pre-allocated modules in semester 2, 2008/2009 are below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACC1002  Financial Accounting&lt;/span&gt;  B1  L  1  3  1200  1400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACC1002  Financial Accounting&lt;/span&gt;  B7  T  1  4  900  1100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BSP1004  Legal Environment Of Business&lt;/span&gt;  D15  T  1  5  1600  1700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BSP1004  Legal Environment Of Business&lt;/span&gt;  D2  L  1  1  1900  2100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BSP1005  Managerial Economics &lt;/span&gt; F12  T  1  4  1300  1400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BSP1005  Managerial Economics&lt;/span&gt;  F2  L  1  5  1400  1600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;DSC2006  Operations Management&lt;/span&gt;  F2  L  1  1  1400  1600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;DSC2006  Operations Management&lt;/span&gt;  F6  T  1  2  1300  1400&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-9045009202295845211?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9045009202295845211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/9045009202295845211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-allocation-results-for-biz-students.html' title='Pre-allocation Results for BIZ Students'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-1800921406999055828</id><published>2008-12-12T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:36:00.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and till he comes out again. he doesnt want this, neither do i. and how come its like this.. 2 out of 9 or 7 out of 9? everyone except i am right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to put that pride down to save this drowning girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only roles and switched.. nobody said its going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im envious of all that i see that these girls are going through. im sure homesickness is horrible.. but the beauty of those cities must have be overwhelming. im tempted.. to leave and runaway from home.. to a city away from home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-1800921406999055828?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1800921406999055828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/1800921406999055828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/nonchalence-and-numbness.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-251943720703117702</id><published>2008-12-10T15:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:49:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays and &gt;.&lt; face</title><content type='html'>its strange. when all you look forward to is holiday and when its actually get it.. its like.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my beach and mj weekend was ruined by me.. and some.. 3 terribly annoying things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish "the military school" gives him all the holidays during my holidays. hahahas. but its only these few days! after that he'll get many many many many off days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope&lt;/span&gt;. well, it also marks the end of his service term. im not really looking forward to his pro term.. i hope his posting is somethings thats a win-win things.. cus if its infantry, which is a super high chance, that will mean.. 2 3-weeks field camps overseas. thats like.. 42 days! *GASP* i hate it i hate it i hate it. this military school thing ah.. has been bugging me. i have a love hate relationship with it. but since he's in there, szemin, be very supportive to ur boyfriend in this very difficult time for him. i really want to be lah.. but sometimes, i cant help but complain how time depriving that "school thing" is. gah! cus i know id never wanna leave him. i cannot live without him. never ever want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yili made one comment that day at sentosa, "brandon, how can you stand this "thing" huh!" and obviously, that "thing" is me. even i cant understand how he really loves me for me. even i find myself annoying.. sometimes only. he said sth like.. cus its you i love and i know you're like this but still i love you! i find it amazing HAHA. even my sister said.. brandon is such a nice guy. LOL. made me sound like a complete villan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its strange how time does everything to people. it heals wounds, those that really stings badly, made friends to strangers, how strange is that.. weird weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to have a blast during holidays. i'll do everything i want, with everyone i love.&lt;br /&gt;swim, bbq, night cycling, chalets, stayovers, social nights, birthdays, beach, and &gt;.&lt; face. if you're wondering what that is.. its&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;THIS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ST-ew9gw8uI/AAAAAAAAALY/TsqMnFJtdwQ/s1600-h/08122008227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ST-ew9gw8uI/AAAAAAAAALY/TsqMnFJtdwQ/s400/08122008227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278111852284408546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO UNBELIEVABLY CUTE. heehee. he's so gonna kill me for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-251943720703117702?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/251943720703117702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/251943720703117702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-and-face.html' title='holidays and &gt;.&lt; face'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/ST-ew9gw8uI/AAAAAAAAALY/TsqMnFJtdwQ/s72-c/08122008227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8187084549589738748</id><published>2008-12-06T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:31:43.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM GOING TO SENTOSA!</title><content type='html'>IM GOING TO SENTOSA! THANKS SHU, LI! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!!!!! WAH. IM SO HAPPY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8187084549589738748?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8187084549589738748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8187084549589738748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-going-to-sentosa.html' title='IM GOING TO SENTOSA!'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7963214725375908401</id><published>2008-11-21T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:14:40.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SSbV5Eh4oiI/AAAAAAAAALI/GCwBDdfCZvo/s1600-h/1382955856_3d9c2ef18f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SSbV5Eh4oiI/AAAAAAAAALI/GCwBDdfCZvo/s400/1382955856_3d9c2ef18f_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271135590328869410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn't happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart. You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don't, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i saw this somewhere today.. while mugging.. :) sweet isnt it. is love really about maturity and how old you are that defines your knowledge of love? i think not.. i guess.. time will tell everything.. maybe im wrong myself.. but something in there.. tells me.. im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, there's only but two persons. There is no room for the third. he taught me that and i honestly appreciate that he does it better than i do. his affirmation on that made me respect and love him a whole lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7963214725375908401?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7963214725375908401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7963214725375908401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/11/loving-someone-has-great-benefits.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SSbV5Eh4oiI/AAAAAAAAALI/GCwBDdfCZvo/s72-c/1382955856_3d9c2ef18f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4991917939488010823</id><published>2008-11-14T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:06:46.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>november cry babys</title><content type='html'>heh! HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOVEMEBER BABIES I MEAN! hahahahs :)&lt;br /&gt;to..&lt;br /&gt;1) 12 nov - chimps, you're such a bad chimp. but you know ur bedside buddy.. loves you terribly. you taught me so many valuable lessons and im goddamn proud to be your sister. ure terribly awesome :) i love you! :) aiyah. i'll shower you with love and my signature hugs and kisses ok! HOHO. thanks for doubling as my twin and always always ustding me and caring for me. you love me so much even when you know sometimes, i dont reciprocate. BUT I LOVE YOU ALOT STILL OK. and you never fail to fiercely protective of me. thanks. *Sobbs* so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 14 nov - b's sis! same birthday as him! with 11 years of age gap. super awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 19 nov - hammy! :) hammmmmmmmy! you're sucha darling. you are always brimming with all the zest and enthusiasm. havent seen a girl who just cant seem to let anything get her down. well, thats my super impression of a wonder woman you are! i love nic and you combi! :) take care sweetie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)28 nov - yilililililililililii! hahhas. the phs vball princess. oh well, this status is apparently revoked. hahahahhas. happy birthday girl! in advance though! im gonna miss your exact birthday girl! cus im having exams! please celebrate it with all of them after my exams please!! hahahas. PAISEH LUH. we'll beach till like no tml during our holidays okay! hahahas :) whee. i totally cannot wait. hello future FNN or F&amp;amp;N techer! im sure you'll double as a superb one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL! :)&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BLESSED BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MR DUCK. I LOVE YOU, thats your best birthday present! hahahahhahas. enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, (LOL) love is sucha huge big ginormous word and ginormous isnt enough to express all the love i have for you. i'll be happy birthdaying to you from this moment on. till you have giggly fats and baldy head. we'll stroll beaches in slow tiny steps together when we're both 100. i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4991917939488010823?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4991917939488010823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4991917939488010823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-cry-babys.html' title='november cry babys'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-8873028470907491678</id><published>2008-11-07T20:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:19:05.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of school!</title><content type='html'>yay! its the last week of school! this is my english class! NK1001 :) one of my favourite classes! :) everyone here feels like family. :) and my english teacher.. she's superb! she can explain every single thing in the english language. and dear beatrice who suggested potluck, completely forgot about it! hahahas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRRORMTGR_I/AAAAAAAAALA/iig5o5TuukY/s1600-h/n544172100_1407789_2436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRRORMTGR_I/AAAAAAAAALA/iig5o5TuukY/s400/n544172100_1407789_2436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265919921569023986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ6pzHJEdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/q9FkdEpw38E/s1600-h/CIMG0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ6pzHJEdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/q9FkdEpw38E/s400/CIMG0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265898354072162770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greedy pigs! HA! thats weixiang for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the nus girlies on wednesday! hahhas. omg. they spent so much lah in YOU KNOW WHERE.. *hems*! but they've gotten themselves really pretty stuffs! me too! i got myself this really pretty rose sandals! :) resembles nang's fushcia ones. HAHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ9xqgWRXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_82G6jRNHNg/s1600-h/nails+day%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ9xqgWRXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_82G6jRNHNg/s400/nails+day%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265901787735803250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our freshly manicured nails.. and toes ( not included!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ9yDjsf6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/L9Guga_TzFY/s1600-h/new+slippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ9yDjsf6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/L9Guga_TzFY/s400/new+slippers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265901794460729250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE RIGHT. *thang kew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's at field camp in tekong now! and i really miss him terribly now. its really taking a toll on me. im really feeling it. like no matter how i keep myself busy with work and everything. it shows. ever since monday, everyone's been saying im tired.. i feel like i am.. but i realised its because i really miss him. GAH! i bet he's flipping his undies in and out and in again. LING LING LONG LONG! hahahahas.! 12 days field camp! and when he's out, its b's birthday ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made mini light sticks together! :) he was making straws for his platoon and he made one light stick for me! :) it lost its light already lah! hahahhas. little things like these.. really make me happy! :) he's looking so cute and geeky! HAHHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ8gAcKXMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tIq3p421kVo/s1600-h/2+nov+08-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ8gAcKXMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tIq3p421kVo/s400/2+nov+08-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265900384874552514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ8fu_PUhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E39rpElFax0/s1600-h/2+nov+08-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRQ8fu_PUhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E39rpElFax0/s400/2+nov+08-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265900380189839890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put on so much weight! hahas. its more swimming after and during post exams! i'll swim my missing you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused. is this reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember how you wanted everything when you're younger? but, when i have you, its this contentment with life that makes you thankful and cherish everything. please come home soon.. i'll give up anything for you to be next to me forever. thank you baby. I LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-8873028470907491678?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8873028470907491678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/8873028470907491678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-week-of-school.html' title='last week of school!'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SRRORMTGR_I/AAAAAAAAALA/iig5o5TuukY/s72-c/n544172100_1407789_2436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2571809499185527960</id><published>2008-10-25T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:31:46.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WILL BE SUPPORTIVE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the unfaltering tree! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2571809499185527960?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2571809499185527960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2571809499185527960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-be-supportive-like-unfaltering.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4377404614859925389</id><published>2008-10-20T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:24:31.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>路一直都在</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="postcontent"&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That’s Just Life&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;寻找梦里的未来&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;笑对现实的无奈&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;不能后退的时候&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;不再傍徨的时候&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;永远向前, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;路一直都在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4377404614859925389?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4377404614859925389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4377404614859925389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='路一直都在'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5731345409093387342</id><published>2008-10-12T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:55:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is underrated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hceuHRUpjtQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hceuHRUpjtQ&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;omg. britney's new video is soooo good! im pleasantly surprised by her really powerful and determined comeback! awesome. so much that i considering buying her album. so proud to be a britney spears fan! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL4rW4o9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/6Bm1FwmGMIc/s1600-h/12102008141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL4rW4o9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/6Bm1FwmGMIc/s400/12102008141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256276783434081234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aly and me! isnt she so cutee. she really good at acting innocent! cons old aunties like me lah. i'll take a picture of her acting innocent for food look and post it!! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL42gkG5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/v_AyG8m66Oc/s1600-h/12102008137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL42gkG5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/v_AyG8m66Oc/s400/12102008137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256276786427468690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL47PfQUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-dkrOnPLRoQ/s1600-h/12102008136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL47PfQUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-dkrOnPLRoQ/s400/12102008136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256276787698024770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she loves the camera! she posed ok! see how focused she is! :) i love all her pretty clothes. awww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL5EVlrDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WH6-chh-SFk/s1600-h/23092008101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL5EVlrDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WH6-chh-SFk/s400/23092008101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256276790139530290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash and aly! sister love yal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im exposed to huge amounts of chrisitianity lately. im slowly.. shedding my wall of defense. im surprised. i even forgot about being defensive. i think im starting to see, love and discover the beauty of god's love. the road he paved for me isnt smooth at all.. but the falls made me stronger. god led me to him and him to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL4vUEjqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eXAxU0Xa56o/s1600-h/12102008131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL4vUEjqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eXAxU0Xa56o/s400/12102008131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256276784496021154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my popcorn. hahahhahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayyyy beee's first 3 weeks confinement is over! yayyy! but more weekends and field camps to come! every weekend brings us closer to our goal. absence really do makes the heart grows fonder. each time, our love grows exponentially. its sth u can feel lah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's so hot. super in my eyes. and so cute. gah. he's super perfect to me, even if he's not in other's eyes. i love him, his donuts, his injuried knees, his popcorn hair, his stubbyness, his gentleness, his love, his faithfulness, his devotion, his conviction, his determination. he is so man. the man of all mens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im even ready to marry him. lol. he wants to marry me too ok! but i realised.. im only 20, im so so ready. anytime, if we can, i would. even moving in with his mom, i would. even if he's in uni and im working, i would. i think its really amazing that we share huge amounts of love for each other and its amazing. like u know that whatever ure feeling, he's too. both faithful and fiercely loyal to each other, yet giving each other space to express him/herself. and we can feel the feelings that are unspoken. a lifetime of time isnt sufficient to love you. you make me understand how old couples stay in love forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she: b, what would you change about me?&lt;br /&gt;(he paused for really long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he: your first love. i want to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, you are perfect. no one else comes close. not even near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5731345409093387342?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5731345409093387342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5731345409093387342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-is-underrated.html' title='love is underrated.'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SPIL4rW4o9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/6Bm1FwmGMIc/s72-c/12102008141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-5525078223118048472</id><published>2008-09-25T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:43:41.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>b's dad passed on friday. and i really feel the love from his family. its not like any other funeral i've been to. maybe they're christians and his passing just means that he's back in god's arms and its actually very comforting to know that. i dont know if he's okay, but he seemed okay, but again, he cant be okay. his dad's last wish, was to see b in ocs. and he managed to breathe his last breath to know the news. rest in peace uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just made me love my family a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends. oh yes the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos my precious presbys, seriously, where have you guys been to?! hahahahas. maybe, where have i been? sometimes i do feel like ive lost them forever ever since my horrible decision. they always prove me wrong when we meet up. i guess i'll live to regret that decision forever. boy, i feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely tp girls, thanks so much yeahs, for wanting to drop by for b. really, he really appreciated it. i miss you all so much. i miss projecting with you guys so much. i miss all the super candid talks we have, i miss the bonds we have, i miss the carefreeness of talking from the heart, i miss each and every one of you. really. i do. sometimes, i do wonder if ive made the right decision gg to nus. no doubt it gives me a really awesome opportunities, but i'll be so much happier in sim with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i thought tp's reality was harsh, nus was worse. its really fun to do projects and all with really nice and efficient people and you can count on them to finish their work. but really, its quite scary to work with such smart elites. you cant help but wonder what goes through their minds. you speak thinking 4, 5 times over if you're making a fool out of yourself. you see people befriending for advantage, instead of the traditional soulmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im insecure. maybe i just have to cope. and coping isnt easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you baby. i know its really gonna be difficult for you and i in the coming 9 months, but i know its all worth fighting for. you can and i know you can. and screw the 2 out of 9 gfs stay with their boy during the 9 months. well, i'll be the 2. definitely. cant wait to call you OFFICER! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-5525078223118048472?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5525078223118048472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/5525078223118048472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/09/bs-dad-passed-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4990023438432404752</id><published>2008-09-23T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:46:06.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>babys are the cutest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say "not" to the lyrics of the song. makes everything easier when its hard. and you know the world is not very forgiving to the minorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end it off on a good note,&lt;br /&gt;so how now, brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;make a wish, starfish&lt;br /&gt;seeyas later alligator!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4990023438432404752?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4990023438432404752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4990023438432404752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/09/babys-are-cutest-things-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4425408005418864883</id><published>2008-09-03T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:14:09.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it that i let you get me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're seriously pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to dislike school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4425408005418864883?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4425408005418864883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4425408005418864883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-it-that-i-let-you-get-me-down.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4926840878644178622</id><published>2008-08-18T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:57:08.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>girl: i'd never wanna go to sleep getting angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;boy: you wont. i'll hug you tight while you're nagging away at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SKkrF3zjUSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6im69mnbvpg/s1600-h/CIMG0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SKkrF3zjUSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6im69mnbvpg/s400/CIMG0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235763421674426658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and crazy things i do when im bored. hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SKkrFykHHWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YFizqY1cZxo/s1600-h/CIMG0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SKkrFykHHWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YFizqY1cZxo/s400/CIMG0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235763420267486562" 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/6486175-4926840878644178622?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4926840878644178622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4926840878644178622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/08/girl-id-never-wanna-go-to-sleep-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SKkrF3zjUSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6im69mnbvpg/s72-c/CIMG0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3347407443557950583</id><published>2008-08-16T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:23:31.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more weeks to go!</title><content type='html'>book out, book in. he's out this weekend after a field camp! wheee! im so proud of my baby boy and me! we made it! at least, first time gg off so many days without him. i feel really independent now! army just made our love even stronger with so much assurance. i love him and miss him like crazy but time away from him really gives me time for me to do what i've always wanted to do. im almost like living my life to the fullest now and feeling terribly blessed of what god has given to me. 2008 has pretty much been the most amazing year of my life. i am terribly terribly blessed. thank you, whoever is the almighty power. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, school's started and ive met a bunch of pretty cool friends. a really good mix of jc and poly and mind you they are RJC! lol. alot of poly pple around.. almost half the class is made of poly! so choosing poly is actually quite safe route lately. ahahahas. uni studies is officially serious. like everything is in depth compared to the very superficial studies in poly imo. then again, SO DIFFICULT! pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's still got 3 more weeks before POP!!! omg. i cant wait for his pop! which falls on a wednesday! and i am totally free on wednesday. i miss him so much luh. i hate it. but im really proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think both of us are really loved by family and friends who cares alot for us. and sometimes, they warn us about a huge possibility of us not ending up together.. no one can tell the future. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ive even got my cutest pals sounding me out, you know who you are luhhh :) thanks girls!&lt;/span&gt; somehow, both of us has a huge amounts of love and trust for each other, its pretty amazing. like how much you can trust someone, even though history tells you never really believe what one person tell you whose actions might be otherwise. i have like 200% trust in him. and i am a really difficult girl to trust but he trusts me as much too! :) i love it that he trusts me so much and hell no i will never abuse it. his love takes me to a new level of understanding of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used feel to feel so inferior, so affected by what every other non related person has to say about me. i still do, but im letting go so much. i use to judge myself on my achievements, ok so superficial. i used to feel like going to poly made me inferior and that others will look down on me. now, i really dont care. or like cutting my hair overly short will make me ugly and i'll lose my confidence. lol. aiyah! stupid reasons make me lose my confidence. but after i met him, i feel reborn, like a whole new szemin. being with b, he made me love and cherished myself more. thank you baby :) finally one who loves me for me. i love you for the little feisty temper too! LOL. he's really mild tempered. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's really the sweetest ever. even after field camp, he pretends that he's super energetic. hurts me so much that he's so tired. ive never seen him this tired! i think i'll use my life to repay him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gg uni, not alot of amazing guys/eye candies lehs. so many find their other half there. ive met so many guys and girls like me, who has found their soulmates and even life partners! im so envious of this guy, he's married! so cool! i guess its cus ive got my soulmate.  its really enlightenment that you can actually see growing old and tahan-ing all nonsense from one person and nag at him or love him till the day you die. like you can never quite have enough time for him/her. i see myself married. hahahhas. cheesy right. HAHAHHAS. but legally, im still single. till 5 years later. 5 years later, you'll probably receive something from me. lol. remind you, i want big hong bao! economy's suffering from inflation! so please.. do some magic with yours too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im so happy. i cannot surpress my happiness. you made me find myself again. i love you. i love you forever and grow so old with you and have our littles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3347407443557950583?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3347407443557950583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3347407443557950583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='3 more weeks to go!'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4390866133337120290</id><published>2008-08-01T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:15:00.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till i see you again</title><content type='html'>sorry if i dont update. i dont feel like blogging.. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just spending my days missing him and being a good girl at home, watching dvds on my new lappy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon and my readings freak me out. and i better go refresh myself with a maths topics. mr tan chee wee is even better than a university professor, my revision lecturer was so confused with his maths! well, cant help it, mr tan chee wee is seriously a transformer! he morphed me into a goner F9 maths girl to a A2. but im sorry i returned mostly everything to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school will make me very very busy i foresee! cus i wanna live my university life the way i should have done with my poly life, fulfilling. :) and now i know i have an extrememly supportive superb boyfriend who loves me so much! love you back B! :D  hang in there, 1 year 9 months (counting down already) will pass really quickly with me bugging ur ass! he's got the hottest ass really. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for our ORD trip together! we're planning a japan or korea! WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll love you forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4390866133337120290?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4390866133337120290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4390866133337120290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/08/till-i-see-you-again.html' title='till i see you again'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2521080310769572414</id><published>2008-07-12T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:27:45.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're missed</title><content type='html'>im back from bangkok! it was really nice, sweet and beautiful :) it kinda gave me glimpse of how life is like with him in the future. navigating around and making decisions together. his leg got a infection, not sure if it was from the Chinese traditional medical patch for his sprain or seafood or dust from Thailand.. all seems possible. but despite his swollen leg with many blisters, he walked around bangkok with me. we did had one fight there. hahahas. cus i was being my little miss sensitive. however, our quarrels seemed to bring us closer than before. its the first time i'm feeling this.. im sorry baby, thank you too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's the one.. the one for me...&lt;br /&gt;the one i wanna be there for him all the time,&lt;br /&gt;the one i cherish every moment with,&lt;br /&gt;the one i grow old with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TR108 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 585px; height: 438px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0165.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0168.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0178.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plane :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at baiyoke sky 83th floor. kinda old place for sucha high location. but still, we loved the scenery of bangkok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0197.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0196.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0222.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 641px; height: 480px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0222.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0215.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0215.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0216.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the famous "jump" hahas. he barely leaped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/CIMG0193.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss bangkok with you already.. although it was 5 days.. it was like the happiest time of my life. i cant wait for the day we'll be together forever. i love you baby. i love like i've never loved before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went in already.. on 10 july. im glad i was at the enlistment. i can see how's life like.. although a very superficial one :P i miss you terribly baby. i cant wait for you to be out on 25 july. i'll wait for you. i'll live my life like how you'd want me to, to the fullest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hurry come out soon dear, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2521080310769572414?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2521080310769572414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2521080310769572414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-missed.html' title='you&apos;re missed'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7556385309365400440</id><published>2008-06-18T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:54:27.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANGKOK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bangkok3_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 507px; height: 368px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/bangkok3_b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;IM GOING BANGKOK! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1-5 july!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very impromptu decision! hahahas. but a very happy  exciting one!&lt;br /&gt;totally DIY and im staying at a boutique hotel :) SMASHING. called baiyoke b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OTHERS_88887_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/OTHERS_88887_3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OTHERS_88887_5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/OTHERS_88887_5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont panic if you cant find me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring a piece of thailand back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note,&lt;br /&gt;brandon and i are still very happily in love *BEAMS* I LOVE YOU BABY. and i hate misunderstandings. &gt;&lt; they make me really sad and unhappy. i love you always. people say im silly but being silly-ly in love makes me really happy. i love you more than you love me ! :) cant wait ! for you know what.. it is..... hahahas. i'll forever be yours, if you allow me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7556385309365400440?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7556385309365400440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7556385309365400440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/06/bangkok.html' title='BANGKOK!'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3966515495583343548</id><published>2008-05-30T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:39:01.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tee double you o</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me. i finally hit the BIG 2 officially! its has been 2 centuries on this earth! gosh! but i felt like ive celebrated my birthday sometime back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met the girls last night and we had dinner at breeeks! gosh. i love them so much. and i dont know what i'll do without them. we're all like mad womens who can click together. the chemistry is simply amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van: you and me are like twins! hahas. thanks for being sucha great listening ear and hear me pour my ever boring stories. im really glad we grew closer and "made out" at our lido mac late night meetings. bhahahas! im kidding.  i hope you'll keep the 'rosy flush' and find someone your heart knows its the one :) you deserve a smashing guy worthy of you. LOVE *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cynthia: firstly, im sorry for scoring 20 for your quiz. *hides* hahahas. but i'm sure i'll score higher next time round. this year started a little rough but your weed like character will never fail you. you're so strong, vivacious, charming really. though u say u wont marry him, BAHS. i think u will, cus ure sucha loser for chocolate. HOHO. love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammy: firstly, thanks for the ysl! :) boy, the times we had working together were smashing. our combi was seriously lethal huhs! hahahahaas. you and nicholas are really making other pee green with envy. bahs. i wish i can join u guys for batam. but another time maybe bintan or something! hees. and we can have fun till we all fall asleep together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean: heyas sweet, the super strong girl. HEADSTRONG. hahahas. but always on my side. she's a super hot babe with pretty pearlies! hahahas. girls who removed braces are such hotties! growing werrriee pretty now wor. hahahas. i love you yahs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i realised that all of them are super strong females. like the people with the most weed like characters who never succumb to anything. except for love. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THANKS TO ALL WHO WISHED ME AND MADE MY BIRTHDAY SUCHA BLESSED ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE ARE FREE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you truly made my birthday and pre-birthday a smashing one. i cant wait to spend my night with you :) i love you BBBB. (brandon baby boy beloved)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3966515495583343548?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3966515495583343548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3966515495583343548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/tee-double-you-o.html' title='tee double you o'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7297133978753172768</id><published>2008-05-22T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:27:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO NUS</title><content type='html'>i was at work today, and chatting on msn with brandon, at 18.08 , i received an sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;nusbba 18.08 NUS Biz Sch BBA Freshman Welcome Tea Invitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;24 May, Sat, 1 pm @ UCC hall. Check email for details. Look forward to see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AHHHHHHHHH. why are they giving me hope again" i wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b told me to check my mail when im home.. i admit, it made my heart skip a beat again. on my way home, i looked at the sms again. FRESHMAN. FRESHMAN. define FRESHMAN. a new university student! IM IN!!!! IM IN!!! I called brandon and asked if he could check it for me. hahahhahahas. i loved that snigger. "you got in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OMGOMGOMOGOMGOMGOMG OMFG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 676px; height: 622px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/untitled.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made him take up the placing immediately! hahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 683px; height: 527px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/stussyo5/untitled2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUPER HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM OFFICIALLY A NUS BUSINESS STUDENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. WOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, NUS is even better than harvard or oxford or whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never thought i'd be given this miracle. i've dreamed of this day for all my life. i almost thought my dream perished. now im back on track. see me soar. i'll work harder than ever. i prayed to god when things did not confirm. i ask him to show me he's there. he showed himself. im so happy i cried. i finally feel i didnt disappoint all the hopes i have on myself, and my parents have on me. i finally feel a little proud of myself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b, thank you for beliving in me when no one else did. and cushioning my initial disappointment with your love. i wont let you down. i love you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7297133978753172768?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7297133978753172768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7297133978753172768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-nus.html' title='HELLO NUS'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3936168706496907236</id><published>2008-05-21T10:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:35:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMASHING WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it came and gone too soon. but i have beautiful memories to take with me when i miss him dearly. the four days brandon overdose.. didnt overdose me ! i can never be brandon overdose! i'll want and miss him more and more. HAHA. nuff of mushinesss!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOVVP81rrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UFluUrYoSZk/s1600-h/IMG_5155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOVVP81rrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UFluUrYoSZk/s400/IMG_5155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202666186834554546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOU5v81rpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nnUtIqMbmEg/s1600-h/IMG_5170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOU5v81rpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nnUtIqMbmEg/s400/IMG_5170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202665714388151954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOU5_81rqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wxqL6D1TChk/s1600-h/IMG_5172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOU5_81rqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wxqL6D1TChk/s400/IMG_5172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202665718683119266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDP81rmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e3-55exIYqM/s1600-h/IMG_5156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDP81rmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/e3-55exIYqM/s400/IMG_5156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202664778085281378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDf81rnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DBNAAUj-KBY/s1600-h/IMG_5161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDf81rnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DBNAAUj-KBY/s400/IMG_5161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202664782380248690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDv81roI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_afGH9YcIFc/s1600-h/IMG_5164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDv81roI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_afGH9YcIFc/s400/IMG_5164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202664786675216002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday - day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUC_81rkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ebzA8-6cxHA/s1600-h/IMG_5118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUC_81rkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ebzA8-6cxHA/s400/IMG_5118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202664773790314050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDP81rlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yvoue-pp6z4/s1600-h/IMG_5126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOUDP81rlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yvoue-pp6z4/s400/IMG_5126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202664778085281362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the beach! initially, we were procrastinating.. whether beach was a good idea. but it turned out super fun! hahas. well, aparently, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YILI PANGSEH-ED&lt;/span&gt;. and i got tricked by mark that li went to 7-eleven and waited like an idiot. then cailin snapped me out of his trickery. damnned. but brandon and i played ball tgt! he werri handsome worr. ahhh.. he's always been my idol. and we won OK! hahahhaas. we won javier and josephine! *chuckles* as long as i dont make mistakes, i think we can win lahs. cus my baby is BOM-BI-BI a.k.a. Power! then after that we play four on four couple edition. HOHO. i say already i also paiseh. HAHAAS. cailin, mark, brandon and i vs aaron, cheryl, jo, javier. so fun! we should do this more often. i forgot who won. but i think... sureeely us de lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I LOST MY WALLET. BOOHOO. STUPID ****** BITCHES. i cant be a racist here. they tried to sign for a 900 plus handphone ok! biatches. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. i also lost szemin-jinzhen ball *hides*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, im still okay. of cus i cursed, but i think brandon's presence and my happiness surpassed everything. i was sure not to let anything spoil our amazing weekend ! we went home and met the couples again and chit chatted at carl's JOOOONIOR.  my baby and i are all sun burnt! hahahas. then cailin and mark left whilst all of us went to b's place to gamble! hahahas. BAHS. too tired. and i slept in his arms :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday - day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke up at 2 feeling all the fatigue and nua-ed in bed. hahahs.  snuggling and cuddling.  HEE. all day. IM KIDDING. hahahas. oh wells, night time, we went night cycling to changi village! k lahs. call me sua ku. but i didnt know that changi village is as happening as chomp chomp lahs.&lt;br /&gt;he had delicious lala, stingray and kang kong! HAHAHAAS. and sugar cane... wahhh. shiokness to the max. try saying.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fish soup sure shiok&lt;/span&gt;" you get the idea. hahahas. it was a short night cycling trip but its all good in the hood! hahahs. when we came home, BAHS. too tired. we had our little chats and again, i slept in his arms :) for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday - day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played NBA! hahas. super fun! brandon let me win de lahs. he was wasting the possession to me lahs.. you think i dunno mehh! hahahas. NEH NEH. he totally annoyed me with "steeeeeveeee NASH!" hahhahahas. that one eeven more NEH NEH. i had to go home today.. so.. i went home.. leaving my heart in pasir ris :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday - day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday is gelare day! waffles half price ok. bu chi bai bu chi! hahahas. SUPER DELICIOUS! ahh. then it was NBA games again. night time, i played mj with brandon, hy and zhizong. HAHAHHAS. zhizong paid for my taxi home. KEKEKE. it was pure luck lahs. HAHAHAHHAS. he BAO! hahahahas. :X that was like the most sweeee tiles ive ever gotten. it was peng hu, yi se ! and i dunno what they call that lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU ALREADY. your love is amazing. i look forward to our future together. becoming your everything and you becoming my everything. ive never been this happy in my life :) thank you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-3936168706496907236?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3936168706496907236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3936168706496907236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/smashing-weekend.html' title='SMASHING WEEKEND!'/><author><name>szemin</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/_6o_5fE9nwOw/SDOVVP81rrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UFluUrYoSZk/s72-c/IMG_5155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-4436679286291885777</id><published>2008-05-15T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:43:12.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i yearn for weekends to drop from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bailing out but someone told me to be contented :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling moody this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 99% sure in my previous life, i was a bird with wings.. like an eagle, not penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday wishlist will be up soon. hahahas. i dream of the impossible. you'll know what i mean...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-4436679286291885777?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4436679286291885777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/4436679286291885777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-yearn-for-weekends-to-drop-from-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2482638662323357962</id><published>2008-05-12T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:16:05.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super weekend !</title><content type='html'>brandon and i had a super weekend. saturday, we played mahjong and "zi mo" feeling very nice. hahahahahas. we both won! hahahas. finally! got to stop aaron and cheryl's winning streak! after mj, he went over to my ah gong's place and they loved him! hahahas. my aunties looked like they saw idol. hahahahhahas. no lahs. but they'll all super sweet and nice to him. he looked so smart, so who wouldnt love him? hahas. but a pity quinn didnt come :( i miss that little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come sunday, i went for church! LOL. something no one could made me do previously, he did it. well, he obviously has amazing power over me.. but we agreed that he shouldnt be the influence but the motivator for going for church. at least i dropped my defense tower against church. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for 17, 18, 19! hahahas. *chants* wednesday *chants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;you're the angel of mine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2482638662323357962?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2482638662323357962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2482638662323357962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-weekend.html' title='super weekend !'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7146852284727572914</id><published>2008-04-24T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:37:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you cant be disappointed if you dont hope.</title><content type='html'>i was just reading some blogs and reading about people in love, out of love, one sided love. all sorts of love acutally.  hahas. i think my life revolves alot around love. my family's love, brandon's love, my friend's love for me. love formed the basis of me and my life. hahas. im a goddamn sucker for love. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it just made me sad and angry reading about love not blossoming. it was so poignant, i feel so sad. i hate it when two people are in love, they cant be together. geesh. its even worse when those two knows of each others feeling. i secretly think that they enjoy dwelling in melancholy. you know what i mean right.. dwelling about why things cant work out, missing that person but the stubborn exterior self refuses to go back to the relationship. annoying right. cus i was once like that. letting go is even harder than not letting go. to people who cant let go, the answer is staring in your face, FACE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while reading the blogs, all the songs playing on the radio is missing someone who has left. why doesnt more people write songs about how happy it is being in love?&lt;br /&gt;cus i am. very happy. i'll cherish him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a very happy news ystd, brandon got into NTU! hahas. and i got an interview with NUS! cheers! i cant believe how amazing ystd was. everything was amazing. i hope i can clinch that. everyone's asking me to take it as a bonus.. but im really grateful for this bonus.. its like you cant be disappointed if you dont hope. im hopeful cus i believe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the girls ystd was really fun! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEAN! hahas. the girls are always so supportive and fun to be with. and i hope you'll be happy with any decision you make :) although i would love someone tagging along when van's bdae comes! lol. such a beautiful thought really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7146852284727572914?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7146852284727572914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7146852284727572914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-cant-be-disappointed-if-you-dont.html' title='you cant be disappointed if you dont hope.'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7041108524681317785</id><published>2008-04-23T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:21:31.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i figured the pun. damned im stupid</title><content type='html'>i finally figured the pun. qing, but i realised im too late. im sorry. i should have been there. be strong.. i know its really not easy. it'll be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7041108524681317785?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7041108524681317785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7041108524681317785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-figured-pun-damned-im-stupid.html' title='i figured the pun. damned im stupid'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-7440491958623856281</id><published>2008-04-21T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:56:49.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO YOU.</title><content type='html'>HELLO YOU. welcome back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rascal flatts - what hurts the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJEs1TyzL_A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJEs1TyzL_A&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to reward you for changing my bloglink.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. my current favourite song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-7440491958623856281?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7440491958623856281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/7440491958623856281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-you.html' title='HELLO YOU.'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-2821821909341810727</id><published>2008-04-14T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:29:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are three !</title><content type='html'>today is brandon and i's three months ! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;happy 3 months my stubby leng zai ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really nice to have someone who appreciates and grow to love who you really are. which is really not easy when your girlfriend is me. hahas. i think ive found my soulmate. i secretly think we're separated at birth! we took a really big round you know.. somehow, both of us.. dont remember how we truly first knew each other. here's just a very short summary.. on my side.. credibility:  unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we knew each other when we're secondary 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think he added me on msn. he thinks i added him on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i almost gave my love away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i secretly eyed him on court from afar and think he's hot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i used to mimick him walk but now, i swear he walks like normal now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ive been through a phrase seeing joy going crazy over him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;it aint easy having a crush on someone and the same person liking you back.&lt;br /&gt;it aint easy to tell your crush that.. you like him. its crazier that he tells you.. he feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;it aint easy to love someone crazily and on a crazier note, the person loves you with the same crazy level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've come a long way.. i want to see how these little months accumulate our love and eventually marry each other. ive come to a point that when new guys comes by, i cant see them. in my eyes, there's only brandon and really, thats sufficient and overwhelming cus he's got such a beautiful heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;happy 3 baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486175-2821821909341810727?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2821821909341810727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/2821821909341810727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-are-three.html' title='we are three !'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486175.post-3883292159286310211</id><published>2008-04-04T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:31:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working</title><content type='html'>im working on monday! im feeling pretty mixed about this. i happy to work cus i wont bum around anymore and it means that i can save up and do my degree very soon. but it also means.. lesser time with him and the girls. he's working too! for one month! very slack huh. he's KING! hahahas. plus he's gg to army soon :( sigh. a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. but im gonna miss himmm &gt;.&lt; i just secretly hopes he goes somewhere with a win win situation! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im even considering a part time degree! i dunno lahs. im terribly lost in my own world now. i hate this junction that im at. i dont even know what degree i want to do. maybe im not so business-y after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandon, i wanna be tai tai! hahahahhas. feeling the heat baby?!! hahaas! im kidding luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im working at this advertising firm which is pretty cool! hahas. maybe i'll be so pro in photoshop next time! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you make all my dreams come true :)&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/6486175-3883292159286310211?l=14januarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3883292159286310211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486175/posts/default/3883292159286310211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://14januarys.blogspot.com/2008/04/working.html' title='working'/><author><name>szemin</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></entry></feed>
