<?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-6961730</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:54:06.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Rene's World ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-114563810877357337</id><published>2006-04-22T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:48:28.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do i feel like i'm the worst person on earth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-114563810877357337?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/114563810877357337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/114563810877357337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-do-i-feel-like-im-worst-person-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-114347316665368092</id><published>2006-03-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:17:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody says I should blog..&lt;br /&gt;And let the world know how wonderful life is now with him ard..&lt;br /&gt;And I can't agree more..&lt;br /&gt;Yes..I'm glad he came into my life once again..&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll treasure every moment..&lt;br /&gt;I won't let whatever people says affect anything..&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll try not to..&lt;br /&gt;Like I say..&lt;br /&gt;I believe you..&lt;br /&gt;And here, taken with the once who says that =P&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I love this pic! And him too! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to come up with a long entry..&lt;br /&gt;Laziness ;)&lt;br /&gt;I shall let the pictures do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;With that, here is the photos taken during the chalets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Gay's chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2607.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2607.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2607.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSCF2617.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSCF2617.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20002.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20003.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20004.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20004.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20005.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20005.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the birthday boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20013.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, It's just us, us, and more of us! =Pp at the PS chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/FourOfUs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/FourOfUs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20012.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20013.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captured these beautiful sceneries with Hung..Yes, the sun rises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Chalet"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Chalet%2706%20026.jpg" 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/6961730-114347316665368092?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/114347316665368092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/114347316665368092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2006/03/somebody-says-i-should-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113840584186731041</id><published>2006-01-28T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:59:40.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Chinese New Year Eve!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20011.0.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a year is gone again.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was hell!&lt;br /&gt;Hectic..&lt;br /&gt;But it's over!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll start off with some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20005.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20005.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week not gonna be much better..&lt;br /&gt;Slightly better due to the 2 days of public holiday..&lt;br /&gt;But the work resumes after that!&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes and projects are like never-ending..&lt;br /&gt;Lecture notes are piling up..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling so lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be over in like..3 weeks?or 2?&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something interesting..&lt;br /&gt;And it's so true! or rather meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;Love never dies a natural death.&lt;br /&gt;It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.&lt;br /&gt;It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.&lt;br /&gt;It dies of illness and wounds;&lt;br /&gt;it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113840584186731041?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113840584186731041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113840584186731041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-chinese-new-year-eve-yes-year-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113659841663392624</id><published>2006-01-07T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T09:46:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week gone..&lt;br /&gt;Got back all the term test paper..&lt;br /&gt;PA1 was a disappointment actually, expected better..&lt;br /&gt;Pretty satisfied with Bpharm and PLM..&lt;br /&gt;Expected the results for PC and PMT anyway, so yah..doesn't matter =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week had been pretty good i would say..&lt;br /&gt;Not that stressful afterall, yes, it's just the beginning yah?&lt;br /&gt;And we had our share of fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;How boring life would be without them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That perfume must have cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading, thanx!&lt;br /&gt;I really like it and i really appreciate that!&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet up with u soon..to pass u your b'dae gift =)&lt;br /&gt;I promise! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa later?&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if we'll still be going..&lt;br /&gt;The weather is still wet over here..&lt;br /&gt;But i know we'll definitely be shopping later!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;That's like the dunno how many times this week..&lt;br /&gt;But yah, shop when we still have the time to =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying at hung's place tml..&lt;br /&gt;And maybe running..&lt;br /&gt;if part time bf..haha..okie nelson, and edwin is going..&lt;br /&gt;cose my part time gf injured her leg and cant run with me..&lt;br /&gt;hope she recover soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got to rush PLM project..&lt;br /&gt;It's due coming fri!&lt;br /&gt;And we are still not anywhere near completion..&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..and i recieved the pics from jon..&lt;br /&gt;Blur though.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC00029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC00030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC00133.jpg" 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/6961730-113659841663392624?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113659841663392624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113659841663392624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-week-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113618613147810811</id><published>2006-01-02T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:15:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Year Eve was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Shall let the pictures do the talking ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20040.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/NYE%20132.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/NYE%20132.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went Hung's place yesterdae, to TRY to finish our pmt..but well, haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then went to meet jon they all at mac..then to punggol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got home at ard 5am plus..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bet i'm going to get some nagging later..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but well, it was fun..not really scary though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will load the pics soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113618613147810811?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113618613147810811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113618613147810811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-eve-was-fun-shall-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113599286454877712</id><published>2005-12-31T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T09:50:10.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went running again yesterdae!haha..&lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;br /&gt;It's a good way to get things out of mind..destress!&lt;br /&gt;Not that I've got anything bothering me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what our plan will be like tonight yet..&lt;br /&gt;Ain't the guys suppose to get back to us before 12 yesterdae?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we'll see later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's te pics taken on x'mas eve..&lt;br /&gt;Credits goes to HuiPing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/4b68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/4c1c.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/4c1c.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/8b84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/57b8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/83d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/83d6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/418d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/418d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/668b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/668b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/1215.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/1215.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/1596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/3844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/3844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/6640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/fac9.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/4c1c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/4c1c.0.jpg" 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/6961730-113599286454877712?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113599286454877712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113599286454877712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-running-again-yesterdaehaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113586757459344861</id><published>2005-12-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:46:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm burnt!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've got no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;There were like passing clouds most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;not exactly the perfect weather for tanning..&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to take 80 to harbourfront again!&lt;br /&gt;It's a long journey..real long!&lt;br /&gt;Especially on the way home..it's like freezing cold!&lt;br /&gt;And I think i'm addicted to volleyball again!&lt;br /&gt;Addictive! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why the sudden lighthearted-ness..&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's like..nothing can spoil my mood..&lt;br /&gt;There must be a reason, yeah, but i dunno why ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113586757459344861?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113586757459344861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113586757459344861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-burnt-seriously-ive-got-no-idea-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113572587622479021</id><published>2005-12-28T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:52:27.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went running with Hung around her neighbourhood on mon..&lt;br /&gt;Okie, to be exact, with her bro..haha&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner at her place, den went down to sit by the swimming pool with her and lyn..&lt;br /&gt;Then went up to watch the 9pm show..&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to research for our projects by the way..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went school for PLM project yesterdae morning..&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea why i was so tired..slept from ard 3 till like 7 plus..and went to slp again at ard 10 plus..yah..and i'm still feeling tired..no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;Bpharm and PMT project later..like what a term break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tml!Like finally!And i hope it won't rain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113572587622479021?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113572587622479021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113572587622479021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-running-with-hung-around-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113550804644593318</id><published>2005-12-25T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:54:09.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PC was a killer! but anyway, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over kaixiong's place yesterday first, with lyn and hung.&lt;br /&gt;I like his house!haha..and his 'territory'.. it's like so big and all to himself!&lt;br /&gt;Rich boy!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, that wasn't the main point.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed their company!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den watched Narnia with the usual group of people..&lt;br /&gt;I like the show!Looks like a fairytale to me!beautiful, without the fighting that is!haaz..&lt;br /&gt;To zouk with a few of them next..&lt;br /&gt;And i still think i don't like these places..&lt;br /&gt;Those sights were entertaining though..i'm amused..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Kaixiong's place after that..&lt;br /&gt;That driver couldn't find the way, and i dunno the way either..&lt;br /&gt;But apparently i recognised that christmas tree a few house away from his..&lt;br /&gt;But still, were kinda lost inside, and he had to come out of his house before i realised i'm actually right in front..so dumb!haha..yeah...i've got no sense of directions..but how can i not recognise the house!I feel so stupid!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they were still wide awake..&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback with a kiss from each of them..the gals i mean..haha&lt;br /&gt;so shy! =P and they demanded one in return..each..motives =X but yah..crazy bunch of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;and thx lyn!if you are reading..i really like that! =)&lt;br /&gt;They had 'chocolate feasts' without me! - pouts-&lt;br /&gt;But well, they saved some for me!haha&lt;br /&gt;Fell alseep eventually at ard 5 plus 6..&lt;br /&gt;Was awaken by the coldness at ard 7 plus..it's like freezing cold!&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the living room where kx and weychong were playing games..&lt;br /&gt;Hung and edwin were slping in the living room..&lt;br /&gt;Was watching them play and i've no idea when i fell alseep again..&lt;br /&gt;Went for prata before heading home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored now! and i dun wan to stay at home..going out!&lt;br /&gt;I'll load the photos soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to hmm..you-know-who and IF you are reading,&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate everything! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113550804644593318?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113550804644593318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113550804644593318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/pc-was-killer-but-anyway-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113516306042814656</id><published>2005-12-21T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:04:20.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more papers to go!And I can't wait for fri to come!I bet everyone thinks so.&lt;br /&gt;PA1 was pretty easy, PLM was alright too. But PMT is a killer! I feel like i memorise that chucks of notes for nothing!A pass might be possible but i don't think I'll score for that paper. I hope the last 2 papers will be manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we shop like our term test is over this noon..&lt;br /&gt;Kaixiong's b'day, and we went to pasta mania at tmall for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Then we shop around until around 2 plus 3 before we decide to head home to study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping with Cindy on fri..&lt;br /&gt;Party at Kaixiong's place on sat..and..well, i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can go tan on sat morning..but well, we'll see..&lt;br /&gt;And the next week is the term break! But it don't seems like a term break to me..&lt;br /&gt;Tons of projects to complete..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113516306042814656?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113516306042814656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113516306042814656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-more-papers-to-goand-i-cant-wait-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113460484446266257</id><published>2005-12-15T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:52:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since i last run..&lt;br /&gt;since i quit db?&lt;br /&gt;Ran with sis, bro and his fren yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;from our place till somewhere near serangoon?&lt;br /&gt;But think i'm slow..haha..&lt;br /&gt;Will pick up from there =)&lt;br /&gt;And it's feels good to be running again..&lt;br /&gt;like really run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the studying is keeping me busy i think..&lt;br /&gt;I want to go on sat..&lt;br /&gt;This fullerton thingy..&lt;br /&gt;But i have to finish my revisions first..&lt;br /&gt;Last mintue work sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Hung coming over to study later after school..&lt;br /&gt;And i hope we really study!haha =Pp&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i better get going or i'll be late.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113460484446266257?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113460484446266257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113460484446266257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-quite-some-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113421696356170485</id><published>2005-12-10T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:23:34.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was kind of like a 'getaway'.&lt;br /&gt;We went to suntec..&lt;br /&gt;The guys complained that we took about an hour to walk to suntec from the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;But hello?! How can gals resist the temptation of shopping...&lt;br /&gt;Well, but we still got there in the end yah?&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner then went over to marina square...we wanted to get some stuff from Safari(is that how we spell it?)&lt;br /&gt;And we got it!haha&lt;br /&gt;And yah...i think that was kinda stupid...but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hard a hard time getting a cab...&lt;br /&gt;There's long queue at all the tazi stands...&lt;br /&gt;People were calling for cab, which make things worse...&lt;br /&gt;So we took a bus with kaixiong to somewhere near his place, where lyn nelson and i share a cab home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113421696356170485?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113421696356170485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113421696356170485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-was-kind-of-like-getaway.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113408365846200357</id><published>2005-12-09T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T07:14:18.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A boy was born to a couple after 11 years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and fascinated by its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. What were the four words?&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the implication of this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ANSWER:&lt;br /&gt;The husband just said, "I Love You Darling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed. She had lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiving attitude, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A successful relationship requires falling in love many times - with the same person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how sweet...interesing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113408365846200357?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113408365846200357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113408365846200357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/boy-was-born-to-couple-after-11-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113391380372434191</id><published>2005-12-07T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:58:59.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel so much better after making my point clear. I don't know where i got that kind of courage from. But well, everything can wait, till the term test is over, which is about 2 weeks from now. At least now, though i still think abt it, i can concentrate when i'm trying to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the pics taken on Hung's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reading the card with all our wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake that someone put in so much effort to get ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with the birthday gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gal with her hello kitty cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20031.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our colours contrast...it wasn't intentional...haha...pure coincidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aint't she cute?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There! he's acting cute again =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pic of cindy with the birthday gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hung;s cake, the portion with her name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the shoe we bought for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'dad' and 'daughter' "stealing" the cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/linda"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/linda%27s%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okie, that's all...&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for fri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113391380372434191?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113391380372434191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113391380372434191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/feel-so-much-better-after-making-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113365366391658049</id><published>2005-12-04T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T02:01:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst days are over, okie, maybe not really over, since there are like 3 more quizzez to go, before a week without any quiz, and then the term tests. But well, everything passed by so fast, it'll be over before we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the one who thinks he's a fool. I'm really sorry if i made u think that way, I've nv seen you as a fool who's always a phone call away. Yes, i chanced upon your blog and read that, and i know you'll be reading this. Please be reminded, that you are a FRIEND who's always there to listen and all, not a fool like what u refer yourself as. And i'm terribly sorry, for inflicting such pains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113365366391658049?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113365366391658049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113365366391658049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/12/worst-days-are-over-okie-maybe-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-113012572118890204</id><published>2005-10-24T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T11:48:43.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mind is a blank now.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say, and i have no idea what i can do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so out of expectation.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle left us yesterdae, leaving behind his wife and three children.&lt;br /&gt;Of which, the oldest is only 13 yrs old, and the youngest 8 and i doubt she even noe that her dad has gone to this very far place.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy must be devastated.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her cried that way before. &lt;br /&gt;She was at her brother's side till his very last breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she witnessed his death.&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard to control my tears...i really did.&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to upset her further.&lt;br /&gt;But i failed, terribly.&lt;br /&gt;All those memories kept flashing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful memories...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Tears just flow naturally.&lt;br /&gt;The pain he went through during his last few hours must be beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;I dare not imagine.&lt;br /&gt;But at least he's relieved of the pain now, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-113012572118890204?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113012572118890204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/113012572118890204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-mind-is-blank-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112971352299182552</id><published>2005-10-19T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:20:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I am so wrapped up in this whirl of thoughts that I don't even notice when somebody speaks to me. At least, this has been happening for the past few days. I have absolutely no idea how to go about explaining this weird behaviour and i can't be bothered to try explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that some people have difficulty facing reality or rather, she chose to not accept the fact. Somehow, she managed to create her version of the story and there are people who stupidly listen to one version of the story and starts commenting without giving the 'victim' a chance to relate her version. What's worse is that the one who sparks off these series of events cowardly stay clear of the 'battle' between the girls. I'm in no position to comment i know, but...It's just like seeing history repeat itself. Funny how some people can be friend and turn to enemy in just a split second. Well, never underestimate the power when it concern affairs of the heart. But is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought some things happens only in movies. Didn't expect it to happen to people around me. It's pretty dramatic though. And well, it's foolish to put your own life at risk, whatever situation you're in. There's always a solution, no? Well, maybe she wasn't thinking sensibly at that point of time? You never know what one will to when all the confusion sets in. She must be quite lost then. Fortunately it's all over and she's well now? I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining for the past few days, and I've been lazing around at home and more often with my eyes glued to the tv. Well, what's new ;) I want to tan too geor. Yes, again. But maybe when the weather is less wet. We went last week, and we were there for barely an hour when it started to rain. Maybe 2 hours if she haven't make me wait for close to an hour.But well, a taste of my own medicine. And what a sight in the washroom! How i wish i was blind then. Hmm..but I don't want to go into detail, read Geor's entry on the 14th to find out. =X And yes, i was reminded of that when i read her blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geor might be coming over tml...to try making cookies...but well, i used 'might' cose we can't be sure till the very last minute =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112971352299182552?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112971352299182552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112971352299182552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/10/sometimes-i-am-so-wrapped-up-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112864932807153412</id><published>2005-10-07T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:14:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...I've removed that story thingy. I think it's a bit lengthy and it's taking up too much space. As for the previous post...well, I think I straightened out my thoughts =) and I think it's ...hmm...redundant? Anyway, i dun wan to explain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in getting the things you want in life is to decide what you want. Ever heard of that? It's pretty common yah? But isn't it like so true? I know what I want and what I'm looking for. So why should I be bothered by all those little things, that actually dun really mean a thing given a second thought? In fact, I believe whether to start the day feeling happy, it's up to one to decide...and isn't it better to be happy? And thinking back, I was a little emotional...and i make things look so complicated...I'll think simplify my thoughts from now...haaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sentosa yesterday with Georgina and DeQuan...like FINALLy =Pp It was real hot..but the heat was bearable, though we were quite burnt. Well, Geor's check was like...red?haha...hmm...maybe i shld load the pics of her rosy cheeks =) It was quite fun i would say and I hope we are going back...like tml?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%200011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%200011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%200022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%200022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%200071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%200071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Sento%200092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Sento%200092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Geor! I wan to go to the zoo =X didn't we decide to go quite some time ago?lolx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112864932807153412?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112864932807153412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112864932807153412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112775862792489968</id><published>2005-09-27T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T02:02:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the class chalet last Wed and Thurs...&lt;br /&gt;And, well, maybe i'll juz sae it's fun =)&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That accident kinda reminds everyone(well, i mean, those who know steven...even ppl who personally dun really know him...those who only noes him by name...who noes him as a ex- schoolmate...) how vulnerable life is...how we shld treasure ppl around us before it's too late for regrets...how unexpected things can be sometimes...and speak up instead of assuming that ppl can read your mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112775862792489968?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112775862792489968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112775862792489968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/09/went-for-class-chalet-last-wed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112714999650507909</id><published>2005-09-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:13:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies...it seems so yesterdae, but it's already more than a week into the semester break. And i realise my blog had been stagnant for like...abt a mth? Results will be out on the 24th of Sept if i'm right and i'm gonna pray hard that i can attain a pass for pipc...it's not too much to ask for yah? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's has been more than a week. And i haven't been to sentosa! I hope we're going tml...Geor if you are seeing this,  find a day and go with me!That's if we doesn't go tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall save the details about stuffs which  happened for the pass few days. Well, i'm lazy and i dun wanna think abt it. I dun wan to recall certain stuff. I dunno what's with me lately, and i cant describe how i feel now...i just cant find the right word to describe this feeling...if only ppl can say things only when they mean it...and do it. Instead of saying one thing and doing another. That's the most irritating type of ppl...well, to me that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos taken on Sat when we went to Hung's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112714999650507909?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112714999650507909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112714999650507909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112460808816476488</id><published>2005-08-21T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T15:08:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had fun on Fri =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and Pearlyn wanted to catch The Maid, but Cindy, Hung and HuiPing were against the idea. I was against the idea too, cose catching it with mum and sis later. And we ended up having dinner at Billy Bombers. The food was alright. I think we were more like gossiping, or rather digging out Edwin's secrets?but not really secrets ehz?haaz...and yah...we were CHASED out, cose it was quite late and they were closing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is already Sunday, and Fpath quiz is on Tues! and i didn't do much revision. There's like so much memorising to do...I guess i'll have to stay up tml to study...Anyway, i'm still looking forward to watching the maid...and shopping! =Pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112460808816476488?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112460808816476488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112460808816476488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-had-fun-on-fri-guys-and-pearlyn.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112342888339028099</id><published>2005-08-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T23:34:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That news was kinda unexpected. It's not that i dunno he's attached but i didn't expect it to be her, of all ppl. Well, I'm saying this not that i still have any strong feelings for him. Afterall, it's been like about a few years(maybe abt 3 yrs plus?) and I THINK i'm long over him but somehow, I kept thinking about the past this whole afternoon. Especially after sis told me about that. And I've been thinking back about all those times with him. All those memories seems so real. It seems so yesterdae though it has been like, well, like i said, 3yrs plus. I don't deny I still think abt him now and then, i miss those times with him and i did wonder what it would be like, if we are still together, but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm getting on fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been quite slack lately. Well, i feel that it has been, esp. last week, with so many lessons cancelled and then CCN day. and now there's National Day. Though it's full day tml and school starts on Wed. Anyway, quizzes are just ard the corner and semester exam is in a mth, isn't that fast? and right now i'm still not in the "studying mood"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112342888339028099?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112342888339028099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112342888339028099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-news-was-kinda-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112095491239006974</id><published>2005-07-10T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T08:24:30.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i said, went sentosa with georgina...yah, only the two of us, have fun nonetheless. The sun was scorching hot, and surprisingly i didn't get burnt ;) The weather is always good when i go with her. However, we didn't stay long cose going back to my place for mahjong after that. However, Geor didn't go in the end, only Jed and Andrew. And yah, was like waiting for her to come and take over me, cose i dun really feel like playing, but well, nvm =) Anyway, Jed was the sole winner -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went chomp chomp at ad 7 plus 8 and it was so crowded! So we took away food and went to my place to eat. Rented vcds. It's a horror film! haaz... but only realise that i've watch before when i reach home. Watch anyway but fell asleep halfway though =X and i've no idea wat time it ended and wat time they left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics with geor...not much though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught off guard =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures can be deceiving...and she knows what i mean =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like i got short hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acting cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is taken in the cab...on our way to harbour center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this taken on NEL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/DSC_00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/DSC_00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geor with her drink...spoiler...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112095491239006974?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112095491239006974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112095491239006974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/07/as-i-said-went-sentosa-with-georgina.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112083037524500329</id><published>2005-07-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:46:15.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupz, term test ended yesterday morning and term break has just started. A week seems short though =Pp Went kbox with some frens yesterday, cose it was HuiPing's birthday. It was fun and i enjoyed their singing ;) Anyway, here's some photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/1600/Picture%200311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6580/404/320/Picture%200311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yah, about all...and sentosa tml with georgina! yeah =Pp dunno who else though&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112083037524500329?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112083037524500329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112083037524500329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/07/yupz-term-test-ended-yesterday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-112041843150964149</id><published>2005-07-04T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T03:20:31.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i've been neglecting this blog again...but yah, i got the sudden urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like school juz started not long ago ( in fact it started only for abt a mth plus?), but term test is here again...in like, slightly more than 24hrs? I'm so glad there's no paper on mon, that gives me more time to prepare for fpath. =) Somehow i feel that i'm still not working hard enough, as in i'm playing more than studying. I mean i shld have finish studying fpath by now, given that long weekend , but no, i still have a bit to cover. And yah, i'm kinda scare of OC2, for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went down to watch their dragonboat race yesterday. They are picking up fast, guys and gals team, and i think they did a great job. Proud and happy for the gals team. They are still such fun ppl, and i miss those funs. I'm really tempted to go back to the team. Probably after term test? Hope i wun change my mind then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back to sudying, it's a short entry, but i'll blog again soon. Maybe after the term test? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-112041843150964149?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112041843150964149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/112041843150964149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-guess-ive-been-neglecting-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111657179187786485</id><published>2005-05-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:52:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PBL induction program on Tues and Wed...well, the briefing and stuff were kinda boring...but somehow, i feel that PBL subjects could be fun afterall (cose jed says there will be no exams for PBL subjects?) i mean, i rather have projects den exams ;) but that's not the main issue...i find it easier to remember and understand facts when doing research and studying what we found rather den studying the stacks of lecture notes =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to watch Amityville Murder on Wed(after the PBL thingy dat is), with Jed, Andrew and my sis, it's interesting and i think it's worth watching =) kinda creepy...but is it really based on true story?does such things really happen in reality?Well, jed found the official website on The Amityville Murder -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amityvillemurders.net/"&gt;http://www.amityvillemurders.net/&lt;/a&gt; but those photos give me the creeps ehz =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Sun Plaza Park ;) yes, for the swings =P and slacked there...listened to their conversations...didn't want to comment, but those stuff they said stirred some thoughts, and maybe hints to things i cant decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New semester time table is out...it's kinda sucky...school ends at around 6 almost everyday, except tues(but it's not any earlier) but the subjects seems fine...or am i wrong abt that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111657179187786485?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111657179187786485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111657179187786485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/05/pbl-induction-program-on-tues-and-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111618088420315494</id><published>2005-05-16T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T02:22:28.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can always choose to close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;to the things you don't wanna see,&lt;br /&gt;but you can't close your heart,&lt;br /&gt;to the things you don't wanna feel...&lt;br /&gt;happen to come across this! and how true can that be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise i haven't been blogging consistently (since when have i been consistent ;P)&lt;br /&gt;Laziness may be one of those reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's nothing significant that i think i ought to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town with Andrew Jed and my sis last Sat to shop for some prezzie...&lt;br /&gt;played pool at cine,&lt;br /&gt;went to taka to look for meiyin and weiying,&lt;br /&gt;den to tamp to catch House Of Wax...&lt;br /&gt;it's quite nice, just that those gruesome scenes were less appealing huh...&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch The Amityville Horror next! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New sem starting in a week and PBL induction thingy on Tues and Wed -.-&lt;br /&gt;Yah, and I want to go suntanning before school starts!&lt;br /&gt;sentosa anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111618088420315494?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111618088420315494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111618088420315494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-can-always-choose-to-close-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111383892179606111</id><published>2005-04-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T23:42:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to smile,&lt;br /&gt;and make you think i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;so you don't see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to let you go in style,&lt;br /&gt;and even if it kills me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111383892179606111?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111383892179606111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111383892179606111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-going-to-smile-and-make-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111379961931508160</id><published>2005-04-18T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:46:59.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies...a mth of holiday left...&lt;br /&gt;but kind of hope school can start now...call me crazy ;)&lt;br /&gt;yah, and when school starts i'll wish for holidays...how contradicting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chalet was..okie =X&lt;br /&gt;but the four of us was like, "in our own world", literally...&lt;br /&gt;the cycling were...well, seems that i cant find the right word to describe that feeling, it's juz good... in a way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch 'the infection' at century...well, it's a...hmm...a waste of money =X I've absolutely no idea wat the story is abt =X okie, i'll rephrase...maybe the show was alright, just that i couldn't understand it...better? =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the chalet after the movie...the room was kinda 'pack' so we stayed outside...funny how topics changes so fast, as if one led to the other...and the palm reading?or whatever u call that, was quite... interesting =) anyway, we were like 'feeding' mosquitoes outside, so yah, went into the room...but somehow we just couldn't stay for long so out we went again, and this time to pasir ris park, hoping to catch the sunrise...but i suppose we weren't patient enough to wait =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, enough of that yah?&lt;br /&gt;i happen to come across this entry about Singaporeans blog...apparently, that blogger thinks that our entries are usually about everyday life, with every little detail abt wat happened and everything in that aspect...and somehow she thinks it's boring?hmm...call that bias-ness(if there is such a word =Pp) or watever, i simply dun agree with her...each of us have our own life, and sometimes being busy with our own stuffs, we hardly have time to meet up or catch up about little things that's happening each and everything...and somehow these blog entries kept us updated?I dunno, that's how i see it =) Of course, more personal stuffs are still related in our little diary? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to go back to the team(well, i'm referring to db),&lt;br /&gt;but the main issue here is commitment...&lt;br /&gt;I have dunno how long i'm able to stay committed to the sport,&lt;br /&gt;I fear that i'll have thoughts of giving up again once workloads start piling again, and eventually give up...so yah, i dun wan to join on impulse...&lt;br /&gt;shld i?or shld i not?or rather...can i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111379961931508160?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111379961931508160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111379961931508160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111311466362922706</id><published>2005-04-10T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:31:03.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think it's abt time i update...haven't been updating for quite some time yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester exam results are released few days ago...i'm not really satisfied with it, kinda disappointed, cose it was below expectations...but at the same time relieved, cose there was no need for any supp papers, which means i dun have to touch those stacks of notes again, at least for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Andrew! honoured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose they just started when we arrived so i think we are not really late ehz? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated his birthday yesterday, with anli, meiyin, gerald, jed, henry, dequan and my sis. No idea where thye went earlier, met them for dinner at marina south...was kinda late and made jed wait for me while the rest went ahead =X and he suggested getting andrew a cake, so we met at plaza sing and got him a small green tea cake frm bread talk( well, andrew is a diehard fan of green tea ehx =X) den we trained to marina south and cab down to the steamboat area to meet the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about 9 plus 10pm for tamp, and we reached pavilion at ard 11 plus for a few games of pool and left at ard 12 plus...i bet we all have a great time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111311466362922706?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111311466362922706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111311466362922706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/04/think-its-abt-time-i-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-111174507606846648</id><published>2005-03-25T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T18:04:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back =)&lt;br /&gt;Exam is over of course!And It's the 2 mths holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hours spent mugging is worthwhile i guess, with the countless hints that all came out, it shouldn't be much of a problem...all the subjects, except cellbio =X not saying i will flunk it, juzt that i doubt i will do well for that paper...but nvm...it's over...and i guess a pass would be enough for that =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent yesterday slping =X It's like i hardly slp more than 3hrs for the pass few nights...need to get some slp ehz =P seriouslly, i've no idea how i'm gonna spend my holiday...and now, i'm freaking bored, so here i am before i get ready to out =P hmm, in fact i dun even noe what to blog about, past days had been spent mugging and...well, still mugging...hardworking ehz ;)  anyway, will be going sentosa tml!and it's like finally after hmmm...about a mth? =P&lt;br /&gt;and yah...i cant wait =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-111174507606846648?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111174507606846648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/111174507606846648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-back-exam-is-over-of-courseand-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110986765332415551</id><published>2005-03-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T00:34:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's wrong with everyone this day?ppl seems to vent their anger on juz anyone that happens to be around, giving attitudes, showing that unhappy look just because others don't do things the way they wan things to be done...exam blue?all the stress?well, that's a rather bad excuse for these behaviours...it's our life, we decide what we want to do and what we don't ...so why force?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise i lost patience easily this few days, getting irritated at the slightest stuffs...i dunno what keep me going...sometimes i just feel giving up, the pace in which things are going are so fast, and there's limited time and so much stuff that needs to be completed within datelines and so many things going on...maybe that's the problem that everyone is facing, and the reasons for those mood swings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a story that johnny shared with me, or rather one that he sent me...and i think it's quite true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.  The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The professor then produced two mugs of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.  The golf balls are the important things--your family, your health, your children, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple cups of coffee." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yah...set the priorities right...but what exactly do i want?and what is more impt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110986765332415551?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110986765332415551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110986765332415551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/03/whats-wrong-with-everyone-this-dayppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110967306416031103</id><published>2005-03-01T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:31:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are some things in life,&lt;br /&gt;that dun happen the way we wan them to,&lt;br /&gt;or the way we think they shld.&lt;br /&gt;But we can't dwell on them,&lt;br /&gt;cose we will miss out of other greater opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Dun give up on something just because we dun think it will work,&lt;br /&gt;we will not know unless we give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;But dun hold on to something that left long ago,&lt;br /&gt;because some things are just not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how contradicting can this be jed? =X&lt;br /&gt;but kind of true in a way ehz...&lt;br /&gt;dunno where he got it frm...or maybe he thought of it,&lt;br /&gt;but kinda interesting...but it contradict ehz! =Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, presentation yesterdae went okay i suppose, juz glad it's over cose i can now start to focus on my revision, esp. for hpi quiz which is on thurs(well, at least for this week)...and i'll do my fashion assignment during the weekend since it's due next thurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to the study week and semester exam =X though it gonna be tough weeks...call me crazy but i just want to get it over and done with...yupz...and i'll upload the pics we took yesterdae as soon as possible ;) now, i'll have to start studying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110967306416031103?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110967306416031103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110967306416031103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/03/there-are-some-things-in-life-that-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110925120133313176</id><published>2005-02-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:20:01.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, before i begin with anything else,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Cindy! =)&lt;br /&gt;(i dunno whether u will see though)&lt;br /&gt;certainly hope you like dat ice cream cake and all...though it's not much that we have done and it's not really a surprise afterall...cose of kenny! =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...you guessed it, it's Cindy's birthday and we celebrated for her...Saj brought her camera...but it died on us...dun think we manage to take any pics...except with kok wei's and xinyi's fone maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm so glad i'm done with my UIR assignment 2...one less thing to do...and another good news for me is that fashion assignment 2 is due on the 10th instead of 3rd of March, leaving me with more time to do it... so right now the next important thing on the list is csas presentation...juz have to look for more information that is...seems like kenny does most of the work?or maybe all?yes...there's this sense of guilt =X anyway, guess i'm gonna spend tml and sat studying for maths and hpi so i dun have to mug like hell next week for the three quizzes...though it's juz few topics for each subject but that's a lot of information...at least to me it is a lot...okie...maybe i'm slow and will take quite some time to absorb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, before this entry gets any longer and draggy and...boring?i shall end here and carry on with preparation for csas =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110925120133313176?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110925120133313176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110925120133313176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-before-i-begin-with-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110907542329985061</id><published>2005-02-22T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:15:48.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Ms Delicia's last lesson with us cose she's going to further her studi...and leaving S'pore coming Sat...suppose we'll sending her off?&lt;br /&gt;Aniway, below are a few pics with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Class%20Photo.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Class%20Photo.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class with Ms Delicia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Class%20Photo%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Class%20Photo%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one...she's cute ain't she?btw, the one in pink and white stripes shirt is her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Class%20Phto%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Class%20Phto%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nice ehz? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Class%20Photo%206.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Class%20Photo%206.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Delicia%20and%20Kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Delicia%20and%20Kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsDelicia and Kenny...i bet he lurve this pic =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Delicia%20and%20Suffian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Delicia%20and%20Suffian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's suffian&amp;MsDelicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Xin,Suf,Ken,Cia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Xin%2CSuf%2CKen%2CCia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Grp%20Photo%205.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Grp%20Photo%205.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us with MsDelicia...she blend in ehz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Group%20Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Group%20Photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with her again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Group%20Photo%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Group%20Photo%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there...we start posing ard making suffian stay to be the photographer...evil us =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Grp%20Photo%203.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Grp%20Photo%203.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Grp%20Photo%206.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Grp%20Photo%206.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one...and there's more...suffian must have been cursing us cose we wouldn't let him leave =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Grp%20Photo%207.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Grp%20Photo%207.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like this one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Suffian%20and%20Serene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Suffian%20and%20Serene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's suffian's version of his 'sexy' look..cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Suffian%20and%20Mr...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Suffian%20and%20Mr...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when DrLim came out from the lab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Grp%20Photo%204.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Grp%20Photo%204.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Xinyi%20and%20Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Xinyi%20and%20Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinyi and saj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Xinyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Xinyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XinYi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave u ppl with this for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, she came back to school...and she bought a birthday cake for Sham...how sweet can she be?haaz...and of course there are more photos...i'll load it here as soon as she send it to us...cose all the photos are with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'll get back with my UIR assignment cose i wanna finish it, well, maybe by tml =Pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110907542329985061?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110907542329985061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110907542329985061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/02/yesterday-was-ms-delicias-last-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110900064847538913</id><published>2005-02-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:33:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back to blog again!it's like...i lost count of how many days since i last blog?well, dat's laziness...but i got the sudden urge to blog now, not that there's anything special...but juz wan to let out whatever dat's on my mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense the stress level rising...work piling and lots of deadlines approaching...there's 1 assignment due next week, one due the week after, presentation to prepare for, a few tests to study for, a whole lot of work to revise and researches to do...and i think i'm way behind time!&lt;br /&gt;but right now, it's other stuff dat's kept wavering in and out of my thoughts...i was trying real hard to concentrate on studying juz now, for my test tml...and well, at least i finished 1 topic...and still have a little more to cover...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110900064847538913?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110900064847538913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110900064847538913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-back-to-blog-againits-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110710694888120790</id><published>2005-01-31T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:42:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is sunday!okay...shld be a monday since it's already 1.25am...which means the term break has come to an end...it's so fast!why cant term break be like longer?!one week is so short!to be exact we got less than a week break...the AS school ppl dat is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, friday was shafril's birthday...we said to celebrate his birthday like dunno how many mths ago, but he couldn't get  leave so we couldn't meet...but anyway will be meeting him on tues!yeah! =Pp and guoliang sort of celebrate his birthday 1 day earlier?on fri...and they went to fisherman?i wished i could join them dat night...but couldn't -.-' but went with them to swenson at the airport yesterdae(i'm toking abt sat here) before going to the db bbq at east coast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seeing them again was great...couldn't describe how much i miss those time with this bunch of crazy ppl =Pp minus her that is =X okie, i'm being mean and i shall stop dat...but yeah, so i'm right that there are actually more ppl who dun really like her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...and i'm starting to dread school...there are like so many projects and assignments and i wonder when i can clear all of them...well, maybe i only dread those works but there are things to look forward to? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110710694888120790?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110710694888120790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110710694888120790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-is-sundayokay.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110684437329130468</id><published>2005-01-28T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:46:13.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this term break is like so short...it's already thurs...maybe it's the test  eating into our term break dat make it seem short...i dunno...juz feel like i haven play enough and time is already slipping away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sento today...with dequan zhihong and...hmmm...i forgot her name =X but yah...zhihong's fren ;) kinda late...like ard 1?okay...i was late but not very ehz =X it's a sunny day!but surprisingly we were not really burnt though we stayed under the sun for quite some time...like few hrs?and yah...somebody's(dunno who huh) attention was on this girl who was tanning without her bikini top on...yupz...she took it off and wasing lying on her back...imagine that -.-' okie, dun imagine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i noe i can't escape forever...i have to face it sooner or later whether i like it or not...but i'm juz not ready, not yet...i need more time......&lt;br /&gt;why cant life be like scenes in fairytales......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110684437329130468?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110684437329130468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110684437329130468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-term-break-is-like-so-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110637916575603182</id><published>2005-01-22T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T15:49:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah...finalli there's juz one paper left...which is CellBio on Tues...means there's like 3 days to studi for it?but of cose i'm not gonna studi till maybe tml night?or maybe monday...yah...i'm a last minute person ehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go sento yesterdae...cose i slept till quite late =X ya...pig...and the weather was real hot ehz!but nvm...will go tml...and i'll make sure i wake up earli =P and hopefully the weather is as hot =) so yah...we went to shop instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;georgina dequan and my sis went to town first?yupz...and i met them slightly later in the evening at bugis...and yah..the pic they took while waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/georg%20dequan%20and%20lin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/georg%20dequan%20and%20lin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it...look at georgina's spastic eyes and all her funny faces...she's cute ehz...haaz...kinda blur ehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterthat georg left to catch a movie with her frens and the three of us went for dinner and cont to shop...and we'll cont tml...after sun-tanning and after dequan's meeting ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110637916575603182?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110637916575603182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110637916575603182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110605194700470133</id><published>2005-01-18T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T20:39:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel so stress!&lt;br /&gt;Like what jed says, endless mugging...&lt;br /&gt;At least Maths Stats was rather easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have lots to studi for bmic...&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why I'm here now...&lt;br /&gt;Yah...to get away from those notes for a while...&lt;br /&gt;Juz a while...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shld get back to studying if i wan to get some slp tonite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110605194700470133?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110605194700470133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110605194700470133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/feel-so-stress-like-what-jed-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110578165012406314</id><published>2005-01-15T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T02:10:42.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't made up my mind...&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dun wanna leave the team...&lt;br /&gt;term test is next week...&lt;br /&gt;maybe less then 2 days left?&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can dun studi...&lt;br /&gt;but i'll feel guilty if i dun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping for a miracle...&lt;br /&gt;a rainbow that might never appear...&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday it will...i'm saying maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110578165012406314?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110578165012406314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110578165012406314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-havent-made-up-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110544805898907719</id><published>2005-01-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:54:18.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;saw Evelyn during lec break juz now...&lt;br /&gt;and she was like...are you leaving the team?or juz taking a break and going back for training after the term test?(like some of the gals were doing) I dunno what to sae...I dunno what I want either...part of me simply wants to stay in the team...but yah...I have to give her an answer by...Fri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously couldn't make up my mind...however, thinking back, if the mere thought of leaving the team could even cross my mind at the slightest problem, maybe...just maybe...I'm juz not committed enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to cope with training with the heavy workload was the reason I gave to Evelyn...to my teammates who asked...but yah...i've got other reasons too...cum ti think of it db is also taking up quite a bit of time...also, well...I dun wanna mention any names but there's just ppl in the team that i think i cannot work with...okie, maybe just 1?but it's bad enough ain't it?we are talking abt a team sport here yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ignore her insensitivity towards ppl,(yah..maybe there are others in the team who feel the same about her too?okie...the fact is there are =X)it's like, conflicts shouldn't exist in a team like this?so we didn't bother to bring it up?wouldn't we be like her if we were to say it in her face all the things we dun like about her?yes...insensitive is the word to describe us then...I tried staying away from her as much as possible, but it don't seems to help(okie, maybe she's alsways around)...i still dislike her as much...maybe being boastful is just her... insensitiveness is just in her?maybe she just like to act like she's Ms know-it-all...I noe i'm being mean here...i noe i shldn't be saying anything dat bad about my teammate here...but yah... ...i dunno wat to sae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course she's not the reason i wan to leave the team...she's not so much of a big influence...not to mention she's not worth quitting for...but yah...it's just one thing dat cross my mind...if other ppl can tolerate her, excluding ppl like me who simply can't stand her, wun the team be more bonded?okie...i dunno what i'm saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's a tough choice...maybe in life, we really cant have whatever we want or rather we cant make things turn out the way we want them to be...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110544805898907719?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110544805898907719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110544805898907719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110521868891171723</id><published>2005-01-09T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:29:28.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;It makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;br /&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;br /&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away&lt;br /&gt;You'd give anything to make them feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever searched for the words to get to their heart&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found that one&lt;br /&gt;You've dreamed of all of your life&lt;br /&gt;You'd do anything to look into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever closed you eyes and&lt;br /&gt;Dreamed that they were there&lt;br /&gt;And all you can do is wait for the day when they will care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110521868891171723?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110521868891171723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110521868891171723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/have-you-ever-loved-somebody-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110516355501045218</id><published>2005-01-08T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T14:41:12.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the weekend again!It's real fast ehz...&lt;br /&gt;Okie, about the papers, Maths Stat2 quiz was a killer...i dun think the problem lies with it being difficult or what...but there's jux not enough time to complete the quiz...or shld i sae i only haf time to scan through the qns and think of the solutions?yah, it's dat bad and i'll be happy to juz get a pass for dat quiz. And well, HPI quiz was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of school for lunch with XinYi and Sajeedah on Thurs...and we took pics again! But Cindy wasn't with us...cose she left immediately after the HPI quiz...and here(a bit blur though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/-----.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/-----.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watch Seed of Chucky with Jon and the others...it's sucha lame show...not to mention gross...but well, no point complaining now...den met sajeedah...she watched the same show with her fren and apparently there are some things dat happened and yah...she joined us at pasta mania...afterwhich we left for bedok 85...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywae, saw Cassandra(with some of the db ppl) yesterdae outside the gv...and told her about my thoughts about quitting dragonboat...dat look on her face and the repeated why shows she's a bit...hmm dissapointed?considering what we have gone through together...all the tough trainings, all the fun we had and yah...everything...well, told her i'll tok to her again...honestly, i hate to leave the team, in fact i dun feel like...but, apart frm not being able to cope, well, some personal reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos we took at penang...not a lot though&lt;br /&gt;thx Xinyi, for sending me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPDB gals + Siew Le's teammates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like...er..what are we looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shots of our gals with SiewLe and her teammates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our gals with Safra team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/IMG_1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/IMG_1178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110516355501045218?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110516355501045218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110516355501045218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-weekend-againits-real-fast-ehz.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110479719446079537</id><published>2005-01-04T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T08:06:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a difficult choice, but I've decided to choose biomed over biotech...more interested in biomedical tech and pharmaceutical science ehz...rather than those biotech subjects...veterinary sounds interesting...but have to kill animals? I dunno...but I have a feeling it's a tough course...so yah...forget it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished reading through my maths stat2 notes and i prayed that the quiz wun be difficult...cose yeah...i only read thru the examples...argh...i'm so lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, GuoLiang is a devil who pretend to be an angel! =X there!since you want to see your name on my blog so much...happy?i'm so nice to you ehz...and stop telling me u are an angel...cose you are NOT...you shld stop lying to urself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess i wun be bloging for the next few days...doubt i'll have much time...and yah...i better get going or i'll be late for lec...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110479719446079537?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110479719446079537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110479719446079537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-difficult-choice-but-ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110475642699351824</id><published>2005-01-03T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T20:47:06.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The presentation today was kinda fun...some D.I.Y perfume stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPI practical was fun too...but think i didn't do much...slack =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the maths quiz is tml!and I'm not the least prepared...Yah...still have some doubts on certain stuff...and some stuff dat I simply dun understand...dat's what u get when u dun listen during lec ehz...same goes for the HPI quiz on Thurs...haven even start revising...to think that i still went out yesterdae...shld have stayed at home to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to redo a small part of my assignment -.-&lt;br /&gt;I swear I heard them right...&lt;br /&gt;argh! &lt;br /&gt;but nvm, i'll redo it...aniwae it's juz one section...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better get going and finish my revision for maths...&lt;br /&gt;and finish that stupid assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110475642699351824?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110475642699351824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110475642699351824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/presentation-today-was-kinda-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110463617251606925</id><published>2005-01-02T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T20:36:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would it be like to swing?&lt;br /&gt;On a star, &lt;br /&gt;Or walk on a cloud?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be anything like what I feel when you are near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you lurve someone, tell them.broken hearts are often caused by unspoken words."&lt;br /&gt;sounds so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...It's raining again...receive an sms frm dequan in the middle of the nite...i dunno wat time...dat says we have to cancel the trip to sentosa again...yes!again!-.-we planned it like few weeks ago?and we still haven't go yet...it seems that it always rain on a sunday...guess we juz have to wait -pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the movie with GuoWei have to wait too...he wanted to watch KungFu?and we said to watch it the evening today...but he sms yesterday saying he cant make it in the evening and wans to meet like at 11am?but yah...i only saw his sms this morning at ard 10 plus...so yupz...we have to watch another dae eh?not really interested in that show though...so i dun mind not watching =X but i wanna watch Meet The Fockers!and it's like so many peep have already watched it and telling me it's nice... yah..i've yet to find anyone who haven watch it and wans to watch it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all these will have to wait...till there's ppl who wan to watch too?now, i have to start doing my tutorials and start revising for the quizzes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110463617251606925?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110463617251606925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110463617251606925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-would-it-be-like-to-swing-on-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110458406337370338</id><published>2005-01-01T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T20:57:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!(hmmm...to whoever is reading)&lt;br /&gt;It's 2005 and whatever happens in 2004 is the past.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are good times and bad times are inevitable but let the pleasant memories stays and forget all about the bad stuff yah?Those sweet memories are the only things that truely belongs to an individual, that no one can take away =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna have a long list of resolutions, let's be more realistic...certain stuff juz seems so impossible to accomplish...I juz hope i could have more time for people who are dear to me...be it family or close frens or even frens...dat would means to haf good time management cose there are way too much stuffs to complete and way too little time(sometimes 24hrs seems so short)&lt;br /&gt;And yah...i will be a good girl by TRYING not to skip lectures or maybe not to be late for lec =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway, the countdown party at sentosa was rather entertaining...dat i'm referring to the programs lined up for the night...but yah, i wasn't really in the mood to enjoy it(i dunno why...it's juz bothering me...but ya...i promise dat will be the last time those stuff is to affect my mood, and i will make sure i keep my words =) it's a new year, a new start yah?) However, I do enjoy the company of those around yesterdae (that comfortable, familiar feeling, none of those awkward moments like with certain ppl) it's seems so long i dun remember when was the last time i went out with them...if onli time could stop...and yah...this are the few ppl whom i wish i could spend more time with and i certainly hope i could haf more time so much so that i could go out with them more often...but with all the heavy workloads(all the quizzes, tests, assignments, training) and our busy schedules, maybe i shld juz be satisfied wif being able to go out wif them once in a while? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110458406337370338?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110458406337370338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110458406337370338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-yearhmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110354886989105735</id><published>2004-12-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:21:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies ehz...abt a week more and it will be a mth since i last blog...lotsa stuff happened and I have no idea where to begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the trip to Penang with the DB gals was fun...though it wasn't really a smooth trip...with ups and downs...but it really brought us closer together ehz...and the race was a great experience =)  5 days sounds long but thinking back, all the fun we had, it seems so short =P i wouldn't mind staying there longer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway, school started and it's back to the routine...work load is definitely piling, and stress level is rising each day...training take up quite a lot of time, but I feel like it's also during dat time when we can really get school work out of our mind...even if it's for a while......And guess wat!A quiz on Christmas eve!wat a spoiler...it's the festive season and yet we have to studi for bmic quiz...when ppl are out there enjoying themselves...we have to studi -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110354886989105735?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110354886989105735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110354886989105735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-flies-ehz.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110180508034711885</id><published>2004-11-30T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T16:58:00.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.This was the scene of ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid, I went into &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt; and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew came into my life.It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, You are the kind of man who best draws girls. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls. Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn' t help doing so. I moved Dew's hands aside and said, You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I 've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. One day I said to her in a slight joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn' t imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Dew said to me, Divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I 've got something to tell you, I said.She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn' t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want to divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly.She didn t seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!At that night, we didn t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. She brought up her divorce conditions: she didnt want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didnt want him to see our marriage was broken.She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, Do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember . You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;room to the door every morning.I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;room to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don t tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn' t looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, she whispered to me, The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became more vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.I didn t tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, All my dresses have grown fatter. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;room, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.I held her tightly and said, Both you and I didn t notice that our life was lack of such intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious. She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I wont divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didnt value the details of life, not because we didn t love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked downstairs and drove to the office. When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favourite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and wrote, I 'll carry you out every morning until we are old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110180508034711885?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110180508034711885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110180508034711885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/when-you-divorce-me-carry-me-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110157729445789477</id><published>2004-11-28T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T02:44:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was Jeremy's birthday on Fri...and a grp of us went to marina for steamboat...it has been a while since i last saw zhicheng jackey yingning and even siok though siok is in tp too...wonder why...yah...she's a busy gal...dat's why maybe =Pp and it's nice seeing them again *wink* and Jed and Jeremy?will see them almost everyday when school starts *sigh*=X dat's bad ehz? okie...i shall not be mean...it's not realli dat bad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywae the waiting time for bus 400 is quite long...yah...they should improve on that =X the bus ride wasn't that pleasant either huh...there's this clique of gals sitting behind us speaking at the top of their voice...it's as if they wan the world to noe abt their conversation...some inconsiderate ppl...thank god it's not a long ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but dat's not gonna dampen our mood...siok, jeremy and jed were waiting for us at the bus stop...went to the arcade for a while before we went for the steamboat...yah, with siok dat's inevitable ehz?think arcade is one of her favourite place ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3333.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3333.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the half dead prawn...it jumped out frm the soup&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YingNing and Siok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackey, Siok, YingNing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhiCheng and Siok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed, Siok and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/CIMG3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/CIMG3350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhiCheng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...like no pic of the birthday boi ehz......&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, we went back tothe arcade for a while before leaving the place...&lt;br /&gt;Few more pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 1...i like this pic =) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our legs...duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's a weird star... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ez-link... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both legs...our balancing skill ain't bad ehz... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all taken in the train on our way back...i bet we attracted lotsa attractions...cose we were quite noisy...no doubts there were stares and frowns that shows disapproval...but we didn't even bother abt it...talking abt inconsiderate people earlier on =X but it was fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110157729445789477?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110157729445789477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110157729445789477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-was-jeremys-birthday-on-fri.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110127763879962760</id><published>2004-11-24T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:30:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A small truth to make our Lifes&lt;br /&gt;100%.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R&lt;br /&gt;S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;Is equal to 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12&lt;br /&gt;13 14 15 16 17&lt;br /&gt;18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26&lt;br /&gt;Then Hardwork=H+A+R+D+W+O+R+K = 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98% only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge=K+N+O+W+L+E+D+G+E = 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love=L+O+V+E=12+15+22+5=54%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck=L+U+C+K = 12+21+3+11 = 47%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what makes 100%?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it....&lt;br /&gt;Money?      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Leadership?      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every problem has a solution, only if we&lt;br /&gt;change our attitude.&lt;br /&gt;To go to the top, to that 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we really need to go further, is a&lt;br /&gt;bit more of the right.......&lt;br /&gt;Attitude=A+T+T+I+T+U+D+E =&lt;br /&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is OUR ATTITUDE towards Life and&lt;br /&gt;work that makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR Life 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting ehz...and kinda true huh...nothing can stop a man with the right attitude frm achieving his goal ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110127763879962760?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110127763879962760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110127763879962760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/small-truth-to-make-our-lifes-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110120839451193513</id><published>2004-11-23T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T20:56:50.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okie...I shall update my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regatta is over!And our gals came in first for the tertiary open race...yes!we smelled the victory! =) so happy!Think everyone present then can sense the team's happiness...Evelyn was telling us before the IVP race to not think abt wat had happened...we shall fight for ourselves...for Siew Le...for our db guys, and for our team and yah!we did it!some of us were close to tears and most teared...but well, dat was all tears of joys...It was kinda not expected and even siew le couldn't believe it...dat proves dat nothing is impossible as long as we work hard yah? =) Yes!and dat means the gal's team wun close and dat Siew Le will cont. to be our coach...great ain't it? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz...so proud of our gals!Proud of our coach whose own team did well too!(think they got third in the woman's open grand final?)proud of the db guys who possess such sportsmanship and who fought hard for the race despite everything dat happened!and proud of TPDB team as a whole! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah...and we had our victory dinner on the same nite @ moonfish...and i dare say we had lotsa fun yeah?took lotsa photos (@moonfish and outside after our dinner) and not to mention those games and entertainment by our dear vice-capt Candice ;) and we definitely look like a bunch of crazy people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya!and i agree totally dat all those bitching shld stop and she shall be the first and last person...clarifying and voicing out unhappiness is definitly one thing dat bring us closer...there was a little heart-to-heart session and yah!i believe the team is more united and the gals are much closer den before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dat river regatta is over, next will be the Penang race...our main race is of course the Temasek Regatta which we are gonna work extra hard for...we did it once so we are going to do it again!both teams are gonna win!(we shall not repeat those silly mistakes again..ritez?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are the photos =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(21st Nov)We met at Raffles Place Control Station...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/waiting2....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/waiting2....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/waiting....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/waiting....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the race...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20teamB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20teamB2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20teamB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20teamB3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senior Gals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/old%20galz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/old%20galz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The races...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20teamB%20rowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20teamB%20rowing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20teamA%20rowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20teamA%20rowing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/guyz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/guyz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/guyz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/guyz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22nd Nov...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TPDB%20guyz2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TPDB%20guyz2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TPDB%20guyz.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TPDB%20guyz.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20teamB4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20teamB4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The race...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TeamA%20racing4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TeamA%20racing4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TeamA%20racing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TeamA%20racing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TeamA%20racing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TeamA%20racing3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/TeamA%20racing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TeamA%20racing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20grp%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20grp%20shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20grp%20shot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20grp%20shot4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/we%20got%201st!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/we%20got%201st!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz%20grp%20shot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz%20grp%20shot2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner at moonfish...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/grpshot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/grpshot5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice+Lifang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice%2BLifang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice+Lifang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice%2BLifang2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice+Lifang3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice%2BLifang3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice+Lifang4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice%2BLifang4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Candice+Lifang5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Candice%2BLifang5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/Dawn+MinRu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/Dawn%2BMinRu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/grpshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px 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#000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/TPDB%20serious%20looks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110120839451193513?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110120839451193513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110120839451193513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/okie.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-110050866767498710</id><published>2004-11-15T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:37:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had the sudden urge to update my blog...in fact i got nothing much to say =Pp Life is as boring as before, revolving around nothing but trainings...Had a weird dream yesterdae...well, i seldom remember all those dreams...cleanly forgot about them when i woke up in the morning and wun bother to recall, but juz happen dat i remember this one...and i'm glad i remembered =) and it's still fresh in my mind...but i ain't gonna elaborate on it =Pp Afterall, it's juz a dream...but aniway, went to read my May posts juz now trying to look for dat particular post...den went to his blog to look for his post on dat same day...and read it again...sweet =) Yah, i juz wan to think back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more trainings left before the race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think everyone is working doubly hard...and we seems to get irritated more easily during training...esp when we dun perform up to standard...might be due to our high expectations for the cuming race?wateva it is, our ultimate goal is still the same and i believe we can achieve wat we one...our hard work shall not go to waste...ritez? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-110050866767498710?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110050866767498710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/110050866767498710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/had-sudden-urge-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109958771698646676</id><published>2004-11-05T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:23:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess it's time i update my blog...It has been a while yah?But it's not dat i dun wan to update...but think there's some problem wif blogger?i dunno...i tried adding entries...but couldn't...not my fault okie =Pp aniwae, i finalli managed to........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa stuffs happened during this period of time, not realli a happy gal these days...i dun realli haf good memories...so the best i could do is juz list out random stuffs dat i can remember...it's not anything special or important aniwae and my life these days revolves around training i suppose...and talking abt training, it has already intensified...i admit there are thoughts of giving up sometimes but i juz couldn't realli let go...it's like i dun wan to let all those hard work goes to waste and giving up would means juz dat...kept reminding myself...it might be tough but as ms choo used to sae...we have to get out of our comfort zone if we wan to improve...and overcuming all these tough trainings means we are better at the end of every training...ritez? *wink* aniwae it's onli three weeks or less left before the race so might as well keep going...plus there are fun times during training too(shall not go into details yah?)so it ain't dat bad afterall...and there's this real embarassing thing dat happened after training last sat =xX but it's between me and xinyi...since i said it's embarassing, i dun wanna tok abt it...and we swear we are not going to ever tell anyone about it =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous entry about my second bro's birthday, think it wasn't realli a great day for him...cose there were some quarrels and stuff between him and my sis-in-law but glad dat everything is over and they are still so loving...or shld i sae sweet =) and wateva happened, it's no longer important yah?but thinking about it, sometime it feels so great to haf an elder bro around to solve any problem...yah...and i think dat coffee favoured cake is nice!try it next time yah? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i have to go shop for gifts for my elder sis and sis-in-law tml...to think dat their birthday falls on the same day...which is tml =X such a coincidence ritez...well, not dat i want to do things at the last minutes but i hardly had time these days to shop(okie...i have the time but i'm usually too tired to even think of shopping and stuff)cum to think of it, i still haven't got any idea as to wat to get for them...any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here...you people muz be tired of all my complains yah? =) promise i will update more often...hopefully i wun encounter any problem wif blogger next time i wan to update =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...i'm out of here &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109958771698646676?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109958771698646676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109958771698646676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/11/guess-its-time-i-update-my_109958771698646676.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109844792277284881</id><published>2004-10-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T20:25:22.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The exam result is out!And Jed's sms woke me up this morning...okie...to be exact it's noon =Xx was about to get back to sleep after looking at my results when he called...forever comparing results...i bet jeremy gonna ask too...anywae, I'm happy yet not so happy =xX contradicting yeah?Relieved dat I dun haf to take supplementary papers cose I passed all my subjects but results were onli satisfactory yah?expected better for certain subjects...well, be contented dat i dun haf to touch dat stack of lecture notes again yah? =Pp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's my brother's birthday too!Went out with mum to get a cake just now...he requested for a coffee flavored one and it's so hard to find...would have ask mum to get the blackforest one... but since he's the birthday boi he gets to choose yah =P i guess it taste weird too?i dunno...wait for him to cum home and we get to try =Ppp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109844792277284881?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109844792277284881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109844792277284881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/10/exam-result-is-outand-jeds-sms-woke-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109785196907641230</id><published>2004-10-15T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:39:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Friday night again!When was the last time i blogged?Fri?Sat?I can't remember...it has been a while huh...kinda lazy to blog nowadays...in fact there's nothing much or nothing special to blog about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...i shall start wif yesterdae yah?dun wanna tok abt things dat happened between last fri till the dae before yesterdae...cose...hmmm...i have got short term memory =xX nothing much abt yesterdae either...it's a Thursday...so yah...went for training at kallang.........now i noe why it's call intensive training...in fact i suppose that is just the beginning?i dunno...but it's definitely tough training...but dat doesn't mean i'm giving up...i dun deny dat there are thoughts of giving up but negative thoughts needs to be dismissed...especially when everyone around is working as hard...and going thru the same thing...so yah...presevere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to the class chalet after training actualli...wif XinYi and Cindy...and we were suppose to meet Cindy at around 7.30pm but we were so tired after training...the training realli left us exhausted...and we juz dun feel like going animore...so XinYi called Cindy...and luckily she not going in the end too...if not we will be so guilty for not wanting to go at the very last minutes =xX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupz...and i have been lazing around the house today...in fact other then going for training i haven realli been going out...not in the mood to go out this few days...dun ask me why...i dunno.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109785196907641230?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109785196907641230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109785196907641230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-friday-night-againwhen-was-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109733183201397548</id><published>2004-10-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:40:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It may be long...but i think it's interesting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're afraid to love a person because of friendship, you have two choices, either tells what you feel and let the love take place or hide the feeling under a friendship full of pretensions.It's hard for two people to love each other when they live in two different worlds...but when these two worlds collide and become one, that's what you call magic!Love can never be so beautiful without friendship...one leads to another and the process is irreversible...the best of lovers is the greatest of friends!!! I like you because you're my friend,and because you are my friend I care, and because I care, I love you. I don't love you because you are my friend; I love you because I do!Sometimes I've asked myself, what would make me happy? To think that I have everything else,I get what I want... then I realized it was YOU, too bad 'cause it's you can't have... I can't choose whoI'm gonna love, but I also can't just love who chooses to love me...and you can't blame me in choosing to love you as much as I can't blame you for not learning to love me. I'm sorry if you can't love me the way you loved the one before me,so I'll let you go to find him/her and hope someday you'll see that the one true love you're looking for was the one who set you free..."How can I say goodbye to someone I never had? Why do tears fall for someone who was never mine? Why is that I miss someone I was never with and I ask why I love someone who's love was never mine?" Isn't it funny we're trying to catch the attention of the one we think we love; we hardly notice the one we're really looking for was just there. You don't notice them 'till they are in the arms of someone else...Food for thought, think of this.. Have you really cared for someone more than you expected?Have you ever tried to love him/her despite ofall the pain? Will you keep on loving him/her as he/she whispers someone else's name? Will you???It's better to lose your pride with someone you love rather than lose that someone you love withyour useless pride.When you love someone, don't expect that person to love you back the same amount. One of you will be ahead, the other behind. It's either you catch up or the other waits. When you love, you must not accept anything in return, for if you do, you're not loving but Investing. If you love, you must prepare to accept pain, for if you expect happiness, you're not loving but using... True love hears what is not spoken, and understands what is not explained, for love doesn't work in the mouth, nor the mind, but in the heart...Love is like standing on wet cement, the longer you stay the harder it is to leave...and you can never go without leaving your prints behind...Don't love a person like a flower, because a flower dies in season. Love them like a river because ariver flows forever... Love doesn't have to have a happy Ending, 'cause love doesn't have to end at all.Never be afraid to fall in love. It may hurt a lot, it may give you aches and pains, but if you don't follow your heart, in the end you will cry even more for not giving love a chance. Love may leave your heart like shattered glass, but keep in mind that there's someone who'll be willing to endure the pain of picking up the pieces so you could be whole again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109733183201397548?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109733183201397548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109733183201397548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-may-be-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109724057471233769</id><published>2004-10-08T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T15:17:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally exams are over!Yes!FINALLY...Though its only five short days but it seems to last like forever...okie...I'm exaggerating but the week is really a stressful and tiring one...late nights and all resulting in the lack of sleep...I believe everyone dread studying for exams and having to memorize ton of stuffs but it's just part and parcel of life...and yeah!It's all over!We gotta play hard yah? ;) and I juz hope I dun haf to take sub papers...cose I dun wanna study all those stuffs again...but sad to say, I've got no confidence of passing my Biochem and HAP *praying hard* the rest of the papers were okie though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz...went to shop wif XinYi, Sajeedah and Cindy after the exam today...and we took pics again! =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="234" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz.4.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/640/galz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 169px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 239px" height="234" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/297/2049/320/galz3.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went over to Cindy's place...had lunch at her house...we were juz slacking there...and her dog is cute!it has got very big eyes!and it looks so innocent!very obedient too =Pp if only dat puppy in my house is half as obedient...but nvm...though naughty she's still cute =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah...and i am like...got nothing to do now...and it feels so not right dat i'm not studying...maybe i'm kinda used to dat routine of the pass few days huh...but no!i'm not gonna touch any books now =Pp Yupz...and i still wanna go sentosa and there's lots of movies dat i wanna catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training starts again tml...and i believe it gonna be tough cose they call it intensive trainings... and as the name suggest...i think we gonna haf hard times during training =xX but we gonna haf fun too yah?okie...dat's contradicting...aniwae we are not gonna suffer alone...it's a team thing so yah!gonna train hard! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i wanna get some slp......&lt;br /&gt;- out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109724057471233769?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109724057471233769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109724057471233769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/10/finally-exams-are-overyesfinally.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109612482387640207</id><published>2004-09-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:18:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;If you see me walking the road with someone else,&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I like his accompany...&lt;br /&gt;Its because you're not brave enough to walk beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me talking about him all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Its not because he pleases me...&lt;br /&gt;Its because you're too deaf to hear my heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel me falling with someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Its not because I love him...&lt;br /&gt;But because you're not there to catch me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel lost, I too am nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;I too don't know where the road is going,&lt;br /&gt;Are we gonna cross each other's path?&lt;br /&gt;Or just completely turn around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we just let go of what we had?&lt;br /&gt;Or go to the place where love is bound?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me walk with him,&lt;br /&gt;It's you I want to walk with...&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me talk of him&lt;br /&gt;It's you I want to talk abt...&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me fall for him,&lt;br /&gt;It's you I want to fall in love with...&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/6961730-109612482387640207?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109612482387640207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109612482387640207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-you-see-me-walking-road-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109607104906631919</id><published>2004-09-25T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:49:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm...wat am i going to blog about today?well, let's start wif yesterdae yah?starts the day wif Biochem lec...and Dr Ng kind of gave hints for the cuming exam(thru revision)...and it's soooo obvious...he was like saying 'there are 2 qns in section C which is 20m each...and in the past exams, the 2 qns is always from the 2 topic dat we spent more time on...and for topic 3 and 7, we spent 10hrs lec on it!10hrs okie!' well, something like dat...dun remember wat he sae exactly...but he kept emphasizing on dat...and wat this and this has been covered during the term test...'so i'm not going to go thru...i will go on to that' kinda obvious har...den it's break followed by hap tut, pipc tut and csas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, HAP ends an hour earlier, and we were like dun wan to leave the classroom...and Ms Rosie kept saying something like 'u ppl can leave once u hand in ur work...u all get my hint?'...she so cute...indirectly chasing us out =xX but we stayed nonetheless(for a while lah) and dat stupid Christopher =xX came out of nowhere and starts shooting me using rubber band...so childish =xX got rubberband from yee fung and tried shooting him back...but always end up hittinh myself -.- but i succeed a few times! =xX yah...i'm not childish...juz entertaining him...kid =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, wanted to go get chocolates before PIPC tut...walk pass library and saw Cyn and Siok at the TPSU fun camp dat table...den siok was like saying who and who joined...and XinYi and me joined the fun camp!it's gonna be fun yah?Hopefully =Pp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tmall with XinYi, Sajeedah and Cindy...and we took some pics again!haaz(shall upload it when i got it...cose it's wth Cindy)...ohh...and did i mention dat it was my mum's birthday yesterdae?!Yah!Actually our main purpose to tmall is to get a birthday gift for her(i noe it's like last min...but it has been a busy week yah?)Dun haf anything in mind as to wat to get her actually...was thinking of getting her a handbag or wallet...went to Metro and Isetan but it's like...nothing special or nice caught my eyes...In the end went to 'The Scent Shop' or wateva the name, the perfume smell nice!sweet!but ended up getting this...hmmm...lavender oil thingy...i dunno how to sae...but it's like u dop a few drops into this bowl like thing...wif heat and the room will be filled wif this fragrance wateva it is =Pp (yah...something like dat candle thing) i like the fragrance of lavander!ohh...den when she use it, her room will haf this lavender scent!nice nice =Pp &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109607104906631919?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109607104906631919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109607104906631919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmmm_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109589751403438515</id><published>2004-09-23T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:49:50.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh...this is cute~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lurveee eggs =Ppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iloveegg.com/winopen_ani/eggsong.htm"&gt;http://www.iloveegg.com/winopen_ani/eggsong.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109589751403438515?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109589751403438515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109589751403438515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109573245642798716</id><published>2004-09-21T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:50:32.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterdae HAP lab lesson was interesting...it was on the execretory(urinary) system...it's basically to examine the characteristic of human urine etc. and after the lab instructor finish her briefing...almost all the guys in the class disappeard to the washroom...dunno why they so enthu. and most of the gals were like juz waiting for the results for our report...the sight was hmmm...kind of disgusting la...imagine them bringing their pee into the lab in a plastic cup(but yah...of cose it's cose they have to not they wan to)yah yah...i guess u ppl rather NOT imagine... and they haf to visit the washroom every 20 mins for 2 hrs...so yah...most of us were practically slacking ard...going in and out of the lab...taking pics wif yee fung's camera...and some playing among themselves etc. in the lab! =xX nonetheless, we got answers to our reports and after the debriefing, the lessons ended...slightly early =Ppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i happen to be browsing a fren's blog and came across this entry of hers...abt some stuffs dat her bf used to tell her and all, and something abt her thinking dat it's all lies etc. and it kind of stirs some thoughts...i believe that when he sae something then...he realli do mean it juz dat then, he didn't expect things to turn out dat way?i dunno but i think when someone saes something it muz be when he realli intend to do wat he/she saes...juz dat sometime things dun really turn out as expected...it's not fair to claim dat it's a lie(right frm the start)meant to deceive you...have more trust and faith instead of throwing accusation at him...good luck yah...i dunno if she will be reading though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, guess it's best not to use words like forever and stuff cose i think nothing is forever...one moment everything seems fine but can any one be certain dat things will remain as it is the next moment?it's like...who noes wat will happen......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109573245642798716?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109573245642798716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109573245642798716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/yesterdae-hap-lab-lesson-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109557105476019990</id><published>2004-09-19T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:51:28.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the Funathlon yesterday morning...assembled at the astro turf under the blistering sun...i bet most of us got sun burnt after a few hours under the sun...it would sae it's fun actualli...in fact, we had a great time playing the games as a class, against other classes... and most of the games involved water...yupz...the first task given to us was interesting...there were alphabets all over the place and each of us have our hands, legs, face etc. in contact wif dat particular letter as instructed by the person in charge of dat station...needless to sae, most of us were in awkward poses...but it's kind of challenging...next we move on to this station which may be simple but it's a merriment...it's a game against another class...our class and AB19 stands opposite each other and our objective is for everyone in the class to get to their side...and the class dat complete dat task first wins... it's juz playing 'scissor paper stone' and the winner gets to throw water bomb at the losing one and moves forward towards the opposing team's side...and the one dat lose have to return to his/her team...and Dr Chang was real funny...he was the last person in our team and he took 3 water bombs with him... and when he won, he threw all the three(one at a time dat is) at dat poor guy dat lose to him...and dat guy was all wet...should have seen both their expressions then...and yah, we won! ;) Well, the next activity really requires some thinking and creativity...our class were divided into 2 grps...and each grp will have to carry this pail that's filled with water with our legs(as a team of cose) and ya...it's scissor paper stone again -.- and the losing grp will have to chase the winning one(with the pail of water of cose) and then there's throwing of water bombs again...and kelvin actualli took the pail of water and chase after the ppl in the other team...and the student leader in charge of dat game was shouting "we still need the water! " but it's like a bit too late...picture dat scene...it's so cartoon...Den there's refreshments and yah...saw James...quite surprise...didn't expect to see him in school =xX and noticed the food he was holding on to...frm dat mobile canteen at buisness school...hor? =Ppp next time wan look for him shall go to places where there are lots of nice FOOD =xXx Aniwae, would have stayed for the second half of the Funathlon if not for training...cose i already missed thursday training and dun wanna skip another training yesterday...so left at around 11 plus with XinYi, Cindy and Shiya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached kallang at around 12.15 and the girls were already halfway through their training...Shiya was waving like mad =Xx and they finalli noticed us and came back to get us...i dunno why...but yesterdae training seems more strenuous then usual...could be the not enough slp and the activities earlier on dat kind of fagged me out...aniwae, it's over =Ppp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109557105476019990?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109557105476019990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109557105476019990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/went-for-funathlon-yesterday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109552596763342383</id><published>2004-09-19T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T01:51:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="365" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/carmabell/1084142247_ctureswind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're Elemant is Wind. You're light-hearted,&lt;br /&gt;care-free, kind, sensative, and mysterious. You&lt;br /&gt;have friends and most absolutely love you. You&lt;br /&gt;can be calm and soothing one minute and ragging&lt;br /&gt;in anger the next so no one wants to get on&lt;br /&gt;your bad side. You are usually very calm though&lt;br /&gt;so even in desperate situations, you seem to be&lt;br /&gt;the most sane person present. You think things&lt;br /&gt;through and consider the futur rather than the&lt;br /&gt;present. You're beauty is inspiring and&lt;br /&gt;magical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/carmabell/quizzes/What"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What's Your Element(girls)? (PICTURES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109552596763342383?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109552596763342383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109552596763342383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/youre-elemant-is-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109535370177241433</id><published>2004-09-17T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:17:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...It's already 12.16am...and i haven realli study for my OC quiz...onli read through... and there are tons of reactions to memorize...to think that i wasted my time searching for articles (which have to be relevant...current... accurate... adequate...wateva)for the CSAS presentation...and it's like so difficult to find one that meet the criterias...how i wish i can quickly get it over and done with so as to focus on revision for the exam alone and not care about all the other stuffs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there this Funathlon thingy which is on Sat morning till noon...frankly speaking, i have no idea wat it's about and I wonder if i can skip that though Dr Chang says it's compulsory...cose i kind of doubt his words =xX and yah...i rather go training cose it's more fun =Pp at least i think it is ;) but shall see how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109535370177241433?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109535370177241433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109535370177241433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109509234327126958</id><published>2004-09-13T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:53:04.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!I seriously need a break!Shall blog before I continue revising for tml Biochem quiz...the Hap quiz was not realli difficult...it's juz giving examples and stating the functions dat kind of stuff...but I couldn't recall the answers to most of the qns...and I did studied!I mean i remember reading through all the functions and stuff...but no matter how hard i try to recall i couldn't remember(for a few of the qns dat is) so juz guess and fill in wateva possible answers i could think of...and hopefully it's correct =Ppp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den there's Biochem practical test...though it's like a standard procedures but i still dunno the 5-folds 25-folds thingy(and i simply gave up on it =xX) aniway i didn't have enough time to do it also...okie...i admit i'm slow...but at least completed the rest of the paper...which is the graph and the table and a few structured qns...and i got the straight line graph!(not dat it's something to be happy abt...cose my values could be wrong =xX yes...Could be...but yah...at least it's not a curve, which is most likely wrong)there's a possibilty of getting it right yah? =Pp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...think it's time i get back to my revision or i realli have to stay up tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109509234327126958?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109509234327126958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109509234327126958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/arghi-seriously-need-breakshall-blog_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109499989588363404</id><published>2004-09-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:53:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so so so sooooooo stress out!Still have 1 more chapter to studi...cardiovascular system...and i have yet to touch on biochem...dunno why i took so long...been trying to studi the whole day...but guess i haven try hard enough to concentrate...yes..i'm easily distracted =Pp but at least I studied the other 2 chapters ritez...though they are rather short chapters =P there's just too much distractions at home...well, it's a Sunday!and there are like a few interesting shows dat are kind of irresistible...at least in my case =xX and i'm like glued to the tv for several hours =Xx when i'm suppose to be studying!I might have finish my revision if I have gone out to study har...but i'm a bit lazy to go out...and I'm real tired!but still cant slp *sobz* I don't have much choice...dunno wanna fail the quiz...haiz...why muz there be so many quizzes...sickening...argh!!!shall not waste anymore time...i better get back to studying...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109499989588363404?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109499989588363404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109499989588363404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-feel-so-so-so-sooooooo-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109376104745154522</id><published>2004-08-29T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:55:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ccn...fri...sat.........</title><content type='html'>I'm back!Didn't really bother to blog this days, cose everyday seems to have became a routine(going to school...lessons...trainings...blah blah blah.........)Fri was a bit different though...it was the ccn day...suppose to haf 2 hrs of biochem lec in the morning...but guess my whole class skipped dat lec...cose we were doing last min stuff...yah?haaz...It was quite fun yah?all the preparation work i mean(the drawing of stuffs...going around the school pasting those papers on the floor, distributing our so called flyers, putting up the notices...making Cindy and Isham our 'models', braiding their hair =xX...rushing around getting stuffs dat we missed out etc.) yupz...and i guess it was a rare sight to see all the different schools teemed wif ppl(either those selling stuffs or those wandering around etc.)...yah?It's like ppl just poped out...from i dunno where =xX Aniwae, wasn't realli helping my class dat dae(was a bit guilty for dat huh =xX)was only there for a while den went to the db booth wif XinYi...and guess all of us realli had fun...yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah...to this 2 ppl though i dun realli noe if they read this...realli sorry dennis, didn't go to ur class's booth as promised...i dun realli noe where it was(onli noe it's in the itas school =xX) and was kinda lazy to search for it...and hoekeng...i did went back to your booth wif my frens...as i promised i would...but you wasn't there...ur fren said u went for lec yah?wanted to go back again later in the day but we were kind of tied up at our own booth and i cleanly forgot abt it...sorry yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for yesterday i practically stayed at home the whole day...didn't noe when i injure my leg...was real painful when i walk and land on my left foot...and kind of having difficulty walking...was practically limping ard...guess i'm staying at home todae too...partly cose of dat and i have a lot of revision to do i suppose...yah...and james!is this better? ;) tried not to use alt cap...and i took a long time to type out these lah...feel honoured okie? =xX yupz...i gotta start revising my work now...will update soon.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109376104745154522?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='ccn...fri...sat.........'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109376104745154522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109376104745154522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/ccnfrisat.html' title='ccn...fri...sat.........'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109344528840584655</id><published>2004-08-25T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:16:02.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All coke of ccn.......</title><content type='html'>I have been kind of lazy to blog lately =xX and time really flies...It's wed again!haaz...Fast ehz..........today was suppose to be the ONLY day dat lesson ends earli..but cose of the CCN thingy, all the tutorial was brought forward...And in the end, we were kept in school till 5pM............And I so gonna fail dat PIPC class test -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's dat, and we(Sajeeda Cindy XinYi and me) stayed back to get some stuff done...Yah...We are suppose to cum up with ideas to decorate the so called 'stall' for the CCN...And they came up with the name 'sweet nova' for our little place which will be used for selling chocolate fondue, Nat's 'home-made' jellies and drinks(which are like rather unique but I find the combination weird =xx)fortunately the jobs are splited among everyone and we dun have to worry abt the food and fruits and stuffs =Ppp anyway, back to wad I was saying, discussion aft The deco.......We like spent quite some time in the book story...Had a hard time deciding on the materials...But we stile manage to get our stuffs and settle down before it gets too late...And finish part of our 'job' (I did the drawing and stuff...Sajeddah cut...while XinYi and Cindy discuss the menu) at ard 7.30pm before we left school for home...were like so tired arh...........yah!and do remember to drop by ITAS school on Fri and go to the 'Sweet Nova' yah? =Ppp I'm out of here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109344528840584655?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='All coke of ccn.......'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109344528840584655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109344528840584655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/all-coke-of-ccn.html' title='All coke of ccn.......'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109297644762397780</id><published>2004-08-20T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:07:42.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pass few days...</title><content type='html'>I'm here to blog again!It has been like 3 days since I last blog...How are you ppL? =Pp mUz be wondering why I manage to bLog at this hour...Yah...Didn't go to school today...Down wif flu and fever...Woke up at ard 11PluS and I'm still tired.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my tUeS was a long day...lEc as usual at 8 till 10aM...Den have break till 5pM(long huh...)den we(xiNyi sHiyA ciNdy and me) tried to finish our math's and biOcHeM tUt den went to watch movie at tMaLL...Ella enchanted was nice!(though didn't get to watch the notebook which I still wAns to watch =Pp) kinda like dat movie...But too much of a fairytale huh =Pp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed was quite a short day...Lessons ends at 2pM...Which is early!(okay...Earliest day of the week)den went to cafe' cartel with kRyStLe fiOna Christopher yiNgwAi tErrEncE and Kenny...Wanted to go Swenson for the ice cream actually but the queue was rather long...aFtErwHicH, we went to play pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kind of boring...And I mean the straight lectures(of course theRe's an her break)but training was as usual fun...In fact yesterday training was a rather interesting one(esp. The run)whereby we were to run up lots of stairs and slopes(as in same slope but several sets up and down the slope)and it's fun!Though tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I was saying, wasn't feeling really well, SO yah...I'm going back to dreamland ..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109297644762397780?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='The pass few days...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109297644762397780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109297644762397780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/pass-few-days.html' title='The pass few days...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109267009139956440</id><published>2004-08-16T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:25:21.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school starts again...</title><content type='html'>School starts again!And it's like...Hmmm...so fast -.- 1 week is not enough =xX ritez?Yah...But too bad...It's not up to us to decide...Anyway, today was rather slack...1 hr of hap lecture and we got 6 hrs break...Frm 9aM till 3pM......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...Went parkway with ShiYa Suffian Kelvin Natalie Isham and Hana...Went went to Mac first...Den went to play pool...It's like...so long never play lea...But it's fun! =pP esp. With the jokers ard =xx played till art 1 plus den went for lunch before going back to school for PIPC lab lesson...Which starts at 3pM and we were like 10 mins late?Yah...And the lab instructor was like so naggy!Keep hurrying us to sign attendance..."Hurry and sign...Once I mark it I consider you all as absent"... "U all better sign the attendance...If not it's considered absent...Being late 3 Timex considerer absent once"...Yah...As if we Dunne dat...And sometimes she cant even speak properly -.-' dun mean to be rude or mean...But juz cant stand her...Like shay said...Lucky she's not the one who conducts leg.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppie's...And the lesson ended early...Den went to get bubble tea with Fiona Krystle Christopher Cindy Kenny YingWai and Terrence...Den sat and chatted while having our drinks...And they drifts to the so-called Terrence's fav topic -.-' shall not elaborate huh...And Kenny starts telling us ghost stories...Interesting yah? =xx and yah...Den rush off with Cindy cose we have to be home early.......&lt;br /&gt;okay...Enough of dad...Cose...........It's time to SLP! =xX I'll update soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109267009139956440?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='school starts again...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109267009139956440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109267009139956440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/school-starts-again.html' title='school starts again...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109215208627789283</id><published>2004-08-10T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:33:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Shall update before I go to sleep yah? ;) went for training this morning...Starts at 9aM...Which is kinda early har(I'm not complaining okay =P)and I was like still half asleep even when I reach school =xX not enough sleep(cose of late nites...Haaz...But yesterday was national day...Muz have fun mah =xX)okay...I'm drifting frm topic...Yah...DB training was not so bad today...Quite fun actually(esp. The running =pP and we were like a bunch of lunatics...But who cares wad others think...Rites?Haaz)light training I shld sae?Yah...800m warm up...Den went to the gym...60 crunches...Cool down 'around the campus' and...Dates all I think...Nothing else dat I can thing of...Anyway, we went to Mensa 2 for lunch after dat...Den went home with ShiYa while some of them went to the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah!Looking forward to going to sentosa tml...Shiya suggested asking the DB girls to go...But guess majority have things on...Either work or some workshop to attend to...So only left the three of us...Which is ShiYa Theresa and me...We still gonna have fun anyway ;) Yupz...And I wanna sleep soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109215208627789283?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='....'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109215208627789283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109215208627789283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109197856173853175</id><published>2004-08-08T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:40:33.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun-tanning. . .movies. . .things i wanna do! =Ppp</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!I'm back...Haaz...Miss me rites?I miss u ppl too! =Ppp yes...Haven't update for quite a while...Yuppies...The term test kept me busy =Pp (okay...I admit I was a bit lazy too =xx)but anyway, it's over.......wAhaAhAz...Yah...And think nothing special happened dat I wanna talk in detail abt...Yah...My life is rather boring huh...But who cares =Ppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dat tests are over...And it's the term break!I'm kind of looking forward to training =Pp needs to lose weight =xX and I so wanna go sun-tanning! It's like.......Finally I'm free to go sentosa!......But haven found anyone who wants to go yet =.- (I asked sick and she's going genting with Jeremy, and Cyn and her dear =Pp )wonder when they will be back =Pp hopes the couples enjoy themselves =Pp Yuppies...Back to sentosa...Anyone wans to go?With me =Pp LiMin?DeQuan?Haaz...Dat's the usual ppl yeah? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....Yah!And I wan watch the notebook too!(yah...Read the book but stile wan watch the show =Pp) thing it's showing le ritez?Yes...gotta drag someone to watch with me...Hmmm....Okay...Before u ppl get bored... I'm out of here!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109197856173853175?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='sun-tanning. . .movies. . .things i wanna do! =Ppp'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109197856173853175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109197856173853175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/08/sun-tanning-movies-things-i-wanna-do.html' title='sun-tanning. . .movies. . .things i wanna do! =Ppp'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109103157998020882</id><published>2004-07-28T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:57:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jessie -.-</title><content type='html'>aNoTher dAy pAssEd aNd tHe tErm teSt iS oBvioUsLy nEaRiNg...bUt...i'M nOt tHe lEaSt biT pRepArEd...sTaYeD bAcK aFtER lEsSonS tO sTUdy wiF liMin tHey aLL(oKie...i TRIED stUdyiNg =Pp bUt nOthiNg sEeMs tO gEt iN)aNd tAt wEnt fOr dB tRaiNing wHiLe wE wAitEd fOr hiM...dEn wEnt fOR diNnEr b4 gOiNg hOmE...whiCh iS aRd 10 pLus nEariNg 11 dAt i rEaChEd hoME...aNd i diDn'T eVEn reAliSe dAt jEsSie wAs nOt aT hOME -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iT's wHen mY eLdEr siS cAme iNtO tHe rOoM tO lOoK fOr hEr dAt wE rEaliSe sHe's nOt aT hOme...sHo wEnt lOokiNg fOr hEr wiF mY siS aNd eLdEsT bRo...wEnt uP to the hiGheSt lEvEl oF tHe bLk dEn tO tHe gRd fLoOr fOr dUnNo hOw mAni tiMes...wE eVeN wEnt tO tHe nEiGhBoUriNg bLk tO lOok fOr hEr...aNd fOrtUnAtEly fOUnd hEr likE 45 miS pLus lAter...aNd dAt's wHen mY eLdEr siS caLLeD hEr nAme aNd sHe bArkEd...aNd hEr bArkiNg aCtUaLLi lEd uS tO hEr...cUte =Ppp dEn wE rang tHe doOrbEll aNd tHiS lAdy oPen the dOoR...aNd sHe cLaiMed dAt jEssiE rAn iNtO hEr hOuSe aNd sHe iNtEnd tO rEtUrN tMl...aNd jEssiE wAs liKe...rUn oUt wHeN sHe sEe uS...cArToOn...........yAh yAh...tO tHink dAt sHe rAn oUt wiThoUt aNyoNe kNowiNG dAt sHE diSaPPeAreD...cAn't iMagiNe hOw iT fEeLs liKe iF wE cOuLdn'T fiNd hEr...iT's liKe...wE aRe sO uSeD tO hAviNg hEr aRoUnd..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;yUpz...aNd tMl iS aNothEr lOnG lEc dAy...tiLL 5pM...aNd mOsT pRobAbLy sTudyiNg aGaiN...aNd aT tHe sAme pLaCe?aNd sOmEbOdY gOt taEkWaNdO tRaiNiNg...sHo sAd=Ppp cOsE cAnnOt jOiN uS riTez...bUt wE wiLL jiNg sHen sHaNg zHi cHi yOu =Pp sHo sHaWn dUn sAd k...wAhHAHAa...aNd piG cUtE oKie...i dUn miNd bEiNg oNe...nOe u jEaLoUS u cAnt bE riTez =Pp aNd wiLL sEe hOw u sUfFeR dUriNg uR tRaiNiNg tMl!~ =Pp iT's nOt wEirD tO sTudi aT sPoRts cOmpleX aLsO oKie...cAn sEe ppL liKe u bEiNg tOrtUrEd =xX &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109103157998020882?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='jessie -.-'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109103157998020882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109103157998020882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/jessie.html' title='jessie -.-'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109039246924875219</id><published>2004-07-21T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:45:22.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our seven hours break =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;&lt;td style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;heLLo! (tO whOevEr iS rEadiNg =Ppp) i'M bACk!haAz...yAh...tOday's tHe oNli dAy dAt sChOOl eNds eArLi...aT 12! =Ppp yUpz...dAt's whY i'M frEe tO uPdAte aT thiS tiMe oF the dAy...yAh...wEnt fAr eAst yEsTeRdAe aT aRd 11 pLus...wHat tO dO...wE gOt 7hRs bReAk bEfOre aPeL lEsSOn...aNd tRusT mE wHeN I sAe iT's nOt gOOd tO hAvE sUcH lOnG bReAks...aNd oF couRsE wE nEeD tO sPenD oUr tiMe wiSeLy...tiMe aRe pReciOus!hAaz...wEnT tO dO tHiS hAiR eXteNsiOn thiNgY...bLue!hAaz(oKie..mAybe dAt's nOt rEaLLi a wiSe wAy tO sPenD tiMe =P)hAd a hArd tiMe dEcidiNg oN a cOlOur aCtUaLLi...sPoiLt wiF cHoiCes yAh =pPp bUt stiLL dEciDe oN tHe cOlOuR i liKe bEsT ;) aNd iT dOeSn'T tAkE aS loNg aS eXpEctEd...i mEaN...iT's dOnE liKe wiThiN 20 miNs?gUeSs sO...aNiwAy, wE wiNdoW sHoP fOr a whiLe...sEe bUt cAn't bUy...hAaz...dEn wEnt tO gAlErie(iF 'T's sPeLLed dAt wAy) hAd wAffLes aNd dEn sTaRt dOiNg wOrk...wOndEr wHy wE aRe aLL sHo sTrEssEd uP(mAyBe dAt's wAt ppL cAll iNfluEncE =Pp)wiLL fEeL guiLty fOr nOt sTudyiNg wHeN eVeryoNe aRd yOu iS sTudYiNg sO hArd...aNd diD i mEntiOn yeSteRdAe wAs the fiRsT tiMe i aCtuAlli sAt aNd sTudy aT fAr eAst -.-' fEeL sHo wEirD...bUt aT lEaSt i'M nOt aLoNe =Ppp aNd dEn wE fEeL lAzY aNd yAh...skiP aPeL =xXx bUt iN the eNd sTiLL hAf tO gO bAcK tO sChoOl fOr dB tRaiNiNg...sHo cAb bAck wiF xiNyi aNd sHiyA...wAs gOiNg tO tAkE bUs aT fiRsT...bUt yAh...wE wErE kiNd oF lAzY =Pp dAt's bAsciCaLLi hOw oUr 7 hOuRs wEre WASTED =xX yEap!wE tOLd piCs tOo...aNd hEre..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photo.gne?id=98278"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/98278_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-LEFT: 10px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109039246924875219?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109039246924875219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109039246924875219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/our-seven-hours-break.html' title='our seven hours break =.='/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-109039211126251559</id><published>2004-07-21T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:16:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;&lt;td style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-LEFT: 10px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photo.gne?id=98277"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/98277_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo.gne?id=98277"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sHiYa nAt xiNyi mE ciNdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/48889048680@N01/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;icyazrene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-109039211126251559?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109039211126251559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/109039211126251559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108945051426371588</id><published>2004-07-10T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:55:24.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jam &amp; hop . . .</title><content type='html'>aRgH!!!i'M sHo tiREd!........hmmMm...wHeN fOr tHe jAm aNd hOPe tHiNGy yeSteRdAe...wAt cAn i sAe aBt iT?fUn!oKie...iT's bEyoNd dEsCriPtiOn...dEfiNiTely eNjOyaBle eSpEciAllY aFtEr a lOng tiRiNg dAe...hAaz...bUt tHiNk theRe's tOo mUcH PeRfOrmAncE yAh?eNtErtAiNiNg tHoUgH...rElUncTaNt bUt the eVenT hAs tO eNd aNd wE nEeD tO lEaVe...wEll, dEn wEnt tO eAt wiF sOmE oF tHe oThEr cUsToS fReShiEs aNd gLs...iT wAs lAte...aNd iT's diFfiCuLt tO fiNd a pLaCe dAt's sTiLL oPerAtiNg aT sUcH hOuRs...yAh...aNd bY tHe tiMe i rEaCh hOme iT's aRd 12.20aM...aNd mUMmy hAvEn'T slp yEt =xX sHe wAs wAitiNg fOr mE...gOoD riTeZ...sWeEt =Pp hAaz...aNd yAh...wOke uP aT aRd 8aM tHiS mOrniNg...eArLi fOr mE!!hAaz...aNiwAe, iT's tO gO fOR dRaGoN bOaT tRaiNiNg...aNd iT's fUn aLsO!!sO mAde uP fOr mE hAviNg tO wAke uP eArLi =Pp hAaz...aNd cOmpArEd tO tRaCk tHink tHe tRaiNiNg iS lESs toUgh =Ppp bUt i sTiLL miSs tRack tRaiNiNg...hMmM...dAt's dAt...yAh...aNd nExT wEeK iS qUiz wEeK &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108945051426371588?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='jam &amp; hop . . .'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108945051426371588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108945051426371588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/jam-hop.html' title='jam &amp; hop . . .'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108903965532896920</id><published>2004-07-05T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:55:05.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my long long dae =P</title><content type='html'>tOday's a lOnG dAy!hAp lEc sTaRts aT 8...dEn fOLLoWeD bY biOcHem lAb...sUpPoSe tO eNd aT 12 bUt dRagGed tiLL aRd 12.30pM and wOrSe sTiLL...wE wAsn't dOnE wiF oUr wOrk...nOt yEt...sTiLL hAf tO dRaW the gRaPh aNd cAlcuLaTe eVeryThiNg aNd hAf tO hAnd iN bY tOdAy -.- sHo thE gRp oF uS wEnT tO the liBrArY tO cOmpLeTe oUr biOcHeM eXpEriMeNt 2 grApH...tiLL aRd 1 pLuS 2?aNd wE wErE aLL sHo hUnGrY!aNd i meAn h-U-n-G-r-Y!hAaz...tHiNk tHe mAiN rEaSoN wE tOOk sHo lOnG fOr tHe eXpEriMeNt iS bEcAuSe wE dUn uNdErsTanD wHaT wE sUppOsE tO dO =xX dUnNo whAt the 'HaR' LEcTuREr tOkiNg aBt...aNd yAh...aS iF thiS wAsn'T bAd eNuFf...hAd tO gO fOr piPc lAb aT 3pM...mEaNs wE oNli gOt a sHoRt bReAk...qUiTe sHoRt lA =xX aT lEaSt piPc wAsn'T dAt bAd...kNeW wAt wAs eXpEctEd sHo...yAh...tHe lEsSoN eNdEd oN tiMe...dEn mEt guOLiAng aT tHe bUs-sToP...tO gEt mY cHocOlAtes aNd sWeEts =xX (1 mTh pLuS lE...dUnNo sTiLL eDiBLe nOt =xXx)mAkE mE wAit sHo lOnG -.-' dUnNo wHo's tHe piG lOr =xX dEn wE toOk 23 tO tAmP iNtEr...aNd hE cAlLEd jOn...dEn wEnT tO bUrGeR kiNg tO lOok fOr tHEm...wHo's theRe?wEll, mArcUs jOn jEremy chuRnyEe wEiLianG aNd cHuNyOnG?(iS dAt hiS nAmE =xX)dEn wEeHaN cAmE a wHiLe lATEr...dEn...eHz...yAh...wEnt tO cEntURy...tO tHe cOmiC sHoP eTc. aFtErwHicH i wEnt hOmE wHile tHeY wEnT tO tHe s-11 fOoD cOuRt aNd...cHat i sUpPoSe...aNd tmL goiNg tO wAtCh sPiDeRmAn!hAaz...cAn'T wAit...aNd tHeRE's sHo mAnY mOviE i wAnNA wAtcH =Pp tHeRe's 'mEan giRls' aNd 'wiNdsTruCk'!!!bUt sHo mAny qUizeS aNd aLL cUmiNg uP...tHiNk hAvE tO wAit tiLL eVeRyThiNg iS oVeR bA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108903965532896920?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='my long long dae =P'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108903965532896920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108903965532896920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-long-long-dae-p.html' title='my long long dae =P'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108897011095559030</id><published>2004-07-05T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:46:38.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz...interesting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x80da2e2)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1078082696_turesbeaty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;You have a beautiful soul! These are rare and very&lt;br /&gt;special. One who has a beautiful soul had&lt;br /&gt;beauty inside and out, and are always very&lt;br /&gt;kind. You may be the one who always applies&lt;br /&gt;make-up to look better and achieve certain&lt;br /&gt;standards, but you look just as gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;without makeup. You take pride in yourself&lt;br /&gt;because you know that you are worth better.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you preen in front of the mirror for&lt;br /&gt;hours, but youre never too busy to help&lt;br /&gt;someone. Everyone loves you and you love them&lt;br /&gt;back, with a lot of friends, and popularity.&lt;br /&gt;But you didnt get it because of your&lt;br /&gt;clothes-you got it because there seems to be a&lt;br /&gt;radiance around you, a sort of glow, that&lt;br /&gt;attracts people to do better and be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20SOUL%20do%20you%20posses?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108897011095559030?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='quiz...interesting!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108897011095559030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108897011095559030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/quizinteresting.html' title='quiz...interesting!'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108895419165458173</id><published>2004-07-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:53:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying at whitesand mac...memories =P</title><content type='html'>yAh...wEnt tO wHitEsAnd mAc(aGaiN!doEs dAt bRiNg bAcK aNy mEmoRieS?tHoSe dAys wheN wE wE mUggiNg fOr oUr Os =Pp) tO sTudi tOdAe...wiF liMin jEd aNd aNdRew...sOmebOdY aSk mE nOt tO bE lAte...iN the eNd dUnno wHo lAte...hOr aNdrEw? =pPp aNiwAe, cAnt sAe wE rEaLLi sTudieD =xX bUt aT lEaSt gOt mOsT oF oUr wOrk dOne...i sUpPoSe =xX hAaz...yUpz...aNd tHeY kEpT tOkiNg aBt dRaGOn bOaT!aNd i'M sHo tEmpTeD tO jOiN lOr...miGhT cHaNge mY miNd aGaiN =xX bUt i hOPe nOt...hAaz...yAh...aNd jEd cOuLdn'T cOncEntRaTe sHo hE lEfT...aNd dOubt hE sTuDieD =xX yAh...thiNk wE sTaYeD tHeRe tiLL 6 pLus?dEn liMin wEnT hOme...wHiLe aNdReW aNd mE wAlK tO pAsiR riS pArk...tO meEt cHuaN hUi aNd hEr fRen(bUt i dUn eVeN nOe hEr =xX oKie...nOe bY nAme oNli =Ppp)dAt's dAt...dEn aRd 8 pLuS wE wAlK bAcK tO wHitEsAnd...gEt sOmE fOod aNd dRiNks...dEn wAlK tO tHe pArK nEaRbY(hE sUgGeSteD wAtChiNg pPL fiSh...bUt liKe vErY fEw ppL tHeRE eHz)dEn wE wAlK tHrU the cOnNeCteR tO tAmP(aNd i'M nV goNna gO bY dAt rOuTe agAiN...aT niGht =xX)tO sOmewHerE neAr mEiyiN's bLk ...aNd aNdReW cAlLEd mEiyiN aSkiNg hEr tO cUm dOwN tO hEr vOid dEck...sAt theRE aNd cHaTtEd abT ahEm aNd aheM(oR rAtHer tHeY cHattEd)oKie i shAll nOt tOk aBt iT ...pRivAcY yAh?tiLL aRd 10pM?dEn mEiyiN hAs tO gEt hOmE aNd yAh...i wAs siMpLy tOo lAzY tO tAke bUs...sO cAb hOme...gEez....zZzzzzz &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108895419165458173?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='studying at whitesand mac...memories =P'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108895419165458173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108895419165458173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/studying-at-whitesand-macmemories-p.html' title='studying at whitesand mac...memories =P'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108886864353215213</id><published>2004-07-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:53:34.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ne thingy -.-</title><content type='html'>i'LL mAkE tHiS a sHorT eNtRy =Pp wEnt fOr tHe nE tHiNgY tHis mOrNiNg...sHo bOrinG!hAi hAo oNli 2 hRs...yAh...mEeT mY cLaSsmAte aT tHe 'mUsHroOm' tHeRE(dUnNo wHy tHeY nAme iT mUsHrOoM...dUn lOok liKE oNe tO mE =Xx)yAh...dEn wE, yIng wAi...cHrisToPhEr...fiOnA...tErEnCE aNd mE wEnt tO lONg jOhN fOr oUr lUncH...dEn wEnT tO cEntUrY...wHiLe wAiTiNg fOr kEnnY tO jOiN uS(tHiNk cHriStOphEr wAntEd tO wAtCh sPidErmAn aCtUaLLy?cOsE nOthiNg tO dO aNiwAe)bUt wE dEciDed tO wAtcH oN tUeS!!!hAaz...tHiNk we kiNd oF pLaNnEd oUr wEek aHeAd lE =Pp yUpz...tHiNk wE sTaYeD tHeRe tiLL ard 2 pLus?tHinK sHo...dEn wHiLe oN oUr wAy tO tHe bUs iNtErcHanGe sAw sHafRiL aNd jOnAtHAn...sHo wEnT sEpArAte wAys fRm fiOnA tHeY aLL...dEn pEi sHaFriL aNd jOn gO sEvEn eLeVen gEt dRiNks...dEn kiNd oF liKe...hMMm.. cAtCh uP?yUpz...sHo lONg nV sEe mY tHiS NATURALLY GUAI bRo lE =Ppp hAaz...aNd hE tOLd mE tHis vEry pErsOnal sTuFf *hiAk* bUt dUn wOrRy bRo...iT's bEtWeEn uS oKie ;) aNd dUn fOrgEt tO cAll mE mOre oFtEn =Pp wAitiNg fOr uR cAll tMl oKie? =Pp yAh...tMl sTudYing wiF liMin aNd jEd aT pAsiR riS?yAh...dAt pLace kiNd oF hAs lOTsA meMoriEs hAr?riTez riTez? =Pp aNiwAe...liMin gOtTA hElp mE wiF mY mAtHs!hAaz...oKie...i wAnNA sLp lE...cOse i sUppOsE i cAnt sLp tiLL lAtE tMl &gt;.&lt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108886864353215213?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='ne thingy -.-'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108886864353215213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108886864353215213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/07/ne-thingy.html' title='ne thingy -.-'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108859861637886848</id><published>2004-06-30T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:52:13.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring school daes...</title><content type='html'>hMmmm...wAt tO sAe...tHe pAsT tWo dAys wAs jUz sChOoL sChOol...aNd sChOOl -.- sHo bOriNg!eSp. wHeN tHeRE's sUcH a lOnG bReaK iN bEtwEen lEssOns...aNd tHiNk wE sPeNd oUr tiMe lAziNg aRd, wAnDEriNg aiMleSsLy...yAh...dEn wEnT wiF jEd aNd liMin tO gEt vErA's b'DaE pREzziE aFtEr sChOoL yEsTeRdae...hMmm...wAt wE boUgHt?fErerO rOcHErs aNd hErsHey kiSsEs aNd a bOx fRm pRecioUs tHoTs tO cOnTaiN tHe cHoCoLaTes...aNd a bOuQuEt oF rOsEs!aNd jEd tOld vEra iT's fRm a fReN oF hiS wHo aDmiRe hEr...HAaz...hE's fOreVa lYiNg aNd bLuFFiNg nAiVE gErLs =xX aNd hE mAde mE cArrY tHe rOsE hOme -.- giVe mE sHo mUcH cRapz...oR rAtHeR eXcUsEs dAt hE cAnt bRiNg iT hOmE -.- aNd yAh...tHiNk tOdAe wAs sTrAiGht tUt aFteR 1 lEc...aNd sChOoL eNdEd qUiTe eArLi tOdAy...cOmPaREd tO aLL tHe oTHEr dAys whiCh eNds aT 5pM oR 6...aNd tMl wiLL bE sTraiGht lEc...aNd i'M tHiNkiNg oF skiPpiNg tHeM =xXx hAaz...aNiwAe, wiLL sEe hOw tMl =Ppp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108859861637886848?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='boring school daes...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108859861637886848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108859861637886848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/boring-school-daes.html' title='boring school daes...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108848534611401455</id><published>2004-06-29T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:53:01.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaf, tree and wind...meaningful huh</title><content type='html'>wEll, aNoTher sTORy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAF departure is because of WIND pursuit... or because TREE didn't ask her to stay....This is a very romantic Chinese article about leaf, tree &amp; wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm called tree is because I'm good at painting trees. Overtime I start to use a tree on the right hand corner as a trademark for all my watercolors painting. I have dated 5 gals when I was in Pre-U. There's one gal who I love a lot but never dare go after her. She doesn't have a pretty face, doesn't have a good figure, doesn't have outstanding charm. She is just a very ordinary gal. I like her. I really like her. Like her innocent, like her frankness. Like her cuteness, like her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her is because I felt somebody so ordinary like her is not a good match for me. I'm also afraid that after we are together all the good feelings will vanish. I'm also afraid other's gossips will hurt her. I felt that if she's my gal, she will be mine ultimately &amp;amp; I don't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompany me for 3 years. She watch me chase after gals, and I have make her heart cry for 3 years. She wants to be a good actress and I'm a very demanding director. When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smile &amp; say "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes was swollen like a walnut. I purposely didn't want to think about what causes her to cry but laugh at her the whole day. When everybody go back home, she was alone crying in the classroom. She didn't know that I returned from soccer training to get something. I watch her cry for an hour or so. My 4th girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she's not the type that will start off the quarrel. But I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted ather and her eyes was filled shocked. I didn't care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still laugh &amp;amp; joke with me like nothing has ever happened. I know that she's very hurt but she didn't know that my heart ache is as bad as hers. When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out. After going out for a day, I told her that I have something to tell her. She told me that coincidentally,she has something to tell me too. I told her about my break up and she told me about her getting together. I know whose the guy. He has been going after her for quite a while. A very cute guy full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit for her has been the talk of the school. I can't show her my heart ache but could only smile &amp; congratulate her. When I reach home, the heart ache is so strong that I can't stand it. It's like a heavy weighted stone on my chest. I couldn't breath. Wanted to shout but can't. Tears rolled down &amp;amp; I broke down &amp; cry. How many times have I seen her cry for the man that doesn't acknowledge her presence too. During graduation, I read a sms in my hp. It was send 10 days ago when I broke down and cry. I haven't read it since then. It says "Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Pre-U days, I like to collect leaves. Why? Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not BGR kind but as buddy kind. But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. The sourness in the heart can't be describe by using a lemon. It's like 100 rotten sour lemon. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 mths. When they broke up, I hide my strong sense of happiness. But after a mth, he got together with another gal. I like him &amp;amp; I know he like me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he love me why he doesn't want to make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. Time after time, my heart was hurt. I begin to suspect that this is a one sided love. If he don't like he, why does he treat me so well. It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching. I can know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a gal to ask him right? Despite that, I still want to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him. Hoping that one fine day, he will come &amp; love me. It's like waiting for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that no matter how busy he is, he will make time for me. Because of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest to go through &amp;amp; I really want to give up. Sometimes, I wonder should I continue waiting. The pain and hurt, the dilemma accompany me for 3 years. Till the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior begins to go after me. Everyday he pursuit me relentlessly. From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I'm willing to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a warm &amp; gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree. In the end, I realized that I didn't want to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away &amp;amp; better land. Finally I left tree, but the tree only smile &amp; didn't ask me to stay. "Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I like a gal called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 mth after I transfer to the new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors &amp;amp; me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends looking at him. When he talks with gals there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like she likes to look at him. One day, she didn't appear. I felt something amissed. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note &amp; gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled &amp;amp; accept the note. The next day, she appeared &amp; pass me a note and left. Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me &amp;amp; accept my presents &amp; phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 mths, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Everytime, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how manytimes I have declared my love to her. Although I know she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to me my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked "what are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place &amp;amp; press her door bell. During the moment when she opens the door. I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108848534611401455?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='leaf, tree and wind...meaningful huh'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108848534611401455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108848534611401455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/leaf-tree-and-windmeaningful-huh.html' title='leaf, tree and wind...meaningful huh'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108754341164985065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/orientation.html' title='orientation...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108739408074349892</id><published>2004-06-16T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:01:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6666cc;"&gt;wHoOo...wAt a tiRiNg dAy!sHo loNg nV wAke uP sHo eArLi lE =xX fEeL sHo sLeEpY nOw...yAh...fOr oNcE i wAs eArLi~!(mEetiNg jErEmY aT pAsiR riS iNtEr)dEn gO tP tOgEtHer...bUt hE wAs lAte -.- bUt iN tHe eNd wE sTiLL wAsn'T lAtE fOr tHe oRiEnTaTioN(i tHiNk sHo =Pp)jEd aNd jOnAtHaN wEre wAitiNg aT tHe bUs sToP fOr uS...gRuMbliNg wHeN wE rEaCh =xX tHiNk tHeY wAitEd qUiTe lOnG =xX yUpz...wE wEre aLl iN diFf cLaSseS!lOlx...oKie lAh...mY cLaSs ppL nOt sHo bAd aFtEraLL...oRieNtAtioN wAs qUiTe fUn tOo...bUt nOt aS gOOd aS tHe cAmp~!yEaH!hAaz...mAyBe cOsE oF tHe bRiEfiNg aNd aLL...bOriNg =xX aLmOsT fEll aSLeeP iN tHe lEcTure tHeAtre!hAaz...bUt tHe gAmEs wErE fUn!hAaz...yA...aNd wE gOt oUr tiMe tAbLe!aNd iT's liKe lOnG hOuRs...aLMoSt eVeRydAy aLsO tiLL 6pM(tHoUgH tHeRE aRe lOnG bReAkS iN bEtWeEn)eXcEpT wEd!eArlieSt~!hAax...yEsH!i'M gOiNg tO liKe wEd =xX lOlx...yUpz yUpz...tHe oRiEnTaTiOn eNds aT aRd 5 pLuS i tHiNk...dEn mEt jEd theY aLL aGaiN...dEn gO pArkWay(bEi tHeM piAn aGaiN -.-')sAe wAt gO tAmP...nExT tiMe mUx tHiNk tWiCe bEfoRe bEliEvinG wAt tHeY sAe...hAaz...aNiwAe wHeN tO lOOk fOr siOk aGaiN...cOsE JEREMY miSsEs hEr =xX hAaz...oKieoKie...dAt's cRaP...oF cOsE He miSs hEr...lOlx...yAh...sHe gOt hEr bReAk aT aRd 7 sHo gO mEeT hEr fOr diNNer...bUt sHe oNli gOt aRd hAlF aN hOuR i tHiNk...sHo yAh...sHE wEnT bAcK tO wOrK aFtEr eAtiNg wHIle wE wEnT hOme...eXcepT jErEmY dAt iS =Ppp hAaz...wAiT fOr siOk tO eNd wOrk...wHicH iS aRd 10?lOlz...sHo sWeET riTez...hAaz =Ppp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108739408074349892?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='1st day of orientation'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108739408074349892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108739408074349892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/1st-day-of-orientation.html' title='1st day of orientation'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108730372503752144</id><published>2004-06-15T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:49:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasted trip to sentosa..</title><content type='html'>aRgH!wAt a tiRiNg dAy...wHeN wiF liMin tO sEntOsA tHiS mOrniNg...mEt hEr aT hArBoUr fRoNt aT 9...wEll, i wAsN'T lAtE~! =xX hAaz...bUt iT's kiNd oF a waStEd tRiP?yAh...iT wAs sHo wiNdy...liKe nO sUn liKe dAt...sHo diDn'T sTaY lOnG...lEft aT aRd 11 pLus oR 12?wEnt tO tHe hAwKeR cEnTre aT hArbOuR fRoNt theRe fOr oUr lUnCh...dEn dEciDe tO gO bUgiS fiRsT den gO gYm...bUt iN tHe end sTiLL nV gO gYm =xX yA...sHoPpEd aT bUgiS jUnCtIoN dEn tO bUgiS viLLAgE dEn bAcK tO 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='wasted trip to sentosa..'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108730372503752144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108730372503752144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/wasted-trip-to-sentosa.html' title='wasted trip to sentosa..'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108722949992117198</id><published>2004-06-14T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:56:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet..</title><content type='html'>i'M sHo shO ShO tiReD~!yAh...jUz cAmE bAck fRm cHaLet(i dUnNo wHosE =xX gUoLiAnG's? cHuRnYeE's?sUhEnG's?)wEll...nOt bAd hUh...aT lEaSt jOn aNd gL eNtErTaiNeD uS wiF tHeiR sUpEr lAmE qiAn biAn wEn dA qUeStiOn =xX oKie oKie...aT leAsT gOiNg tO tHEiR cHaLeT hElP kiLLs tiMe =xX iT's liKe qUiTe lOnG nV seE tHeM lE...aNd aCcOrDiNg tO gUoLiaNg tHe lAsT tiMe i wEnT oUt wiF theM wAs tHe dAy i gOt mY o LvL rEsUlT =xX aNd dAt's lOnG...sTiLL cOnsiDeRiNg wHetHeR tO gO tMl...oR nOt...cOsE i wAnNa gO sEnToSa tMl~! =Ppp oKiE...i'LL gO if i'M nOt tiReD =Xx sUn-tAnniNg cUms fiRsT~!!lOlx =xXx oKie...bAcK tO tHe cHaLet tHiNgy...i rEaCh tHeRe aT aRd 7 pLuS?aNd tHeY wErE wAtChiNg tV iNsIdE -.-' dEn wAlK tO pAsiR riS bLk 444 tHeRe iT(diD i geT tHe bLk riTe? =xX) lEt mE rEcAll wHo wAs tHeRe....hMmmm....yOnGxiAng, eMiLy, jOn, sUhEng, gUoLiaNg, bEn, kiAnfEng, cHuRnYeE, jErEviN, mArcUs, sTepHaNiE...eTc. =Xx cAnt rEAlli rEmEmbEr aLL =xX bUt oNli jOn eMiLy mE gL sH yOngxiAng aNd bEn wAlK bAcK tOgEtHer cOsE tHe rEsT fiNisHeD tHeiR fOod fiRsT aNd wEnt bAcK tO tHe cHaLeT withOuT uS...bAd bAd =xX hAaz...aNd dAt's wheN tHeY sTaRt aSkiNg lAmE QnS...bUt aT lEaSt dAt kEpT uS eNtErtAiNeD =Ppp aNiWae, i wAnnA gO bAtH lE =xX i'M sHo sWeAty...yAh yAh...lAsT thiNg! i hOPe wE eveNtUaLLy gOeS tO sEnTosA tMl~!hAaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108722949992117198?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='Chalet..'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108722949992117198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108722949992117198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/chalet.html' title='Chalet..'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108705791696984948</id><published>2004-06-13T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:48:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s-h-o-p...wif limin&amp;dequan</title><content type='html'>oHhhH...hOw sHLd i sTaRt...yAH!wEnt tO sHoP wiF liMin todAe~!lOlx...aNd iT's liKe wHeN is tHe lAsT tiMe wE sHoP?(i cAnt rEMembEr =Ppp) yEsH...wE sUpPosE tO mEeT aT 2 aT tAmP pLaTfOrm...bUt...i wAs aBt hAlf aN hOuR lAtE =xX rEaLLi sOrRY oKie!hEez...yUpz...wE weNt tO tAka fiRsT...tO loOk fOr hEr tAka fRiEnds(tHoSe dAt aRe sTiLL wOrkiNg tHeRE)aNd sAw dEqUaN theRe...sHo hE jOinEd tHe tWo oF uS...dEn hE sTaRt tElliNg uS hOw fUn hiS sPoRts cAmp iS aNd wE tOLd 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108705791696984948?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='s-h-o-p...wif limin&amp;dequan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108705791696984948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108705791696984948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/s-h-o-pwif-limindequan.html' title='s-h-o-p...wif limin&amp;dequan'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108696374583452225</id><published>2004-06-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:48:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parkway!for pool...ice cream frm siok's workplace....</title><content type='html'>wE wEnt tO pArKwAy tO pLaY pOoL...aCtUaLLi wAnnA gO sChOOl tO tAkE oUr ceRt fiRsT...aNd sUpPosE tO meEt iN sChoOl aT 2...bUt gEoRgiNa sAes sHe wiLL rEaCH pArKwAy aT aRd 2...sHo wE diDn'T wEnt tO sChOOl iN tHe eNd...aNd the wOrSt iS...gEoRgiNa wAs tHe lAsT oNe tO rEaCh...aT aRd 4pM(aNd dAt's oNe oF tHe fEw tiMe i wAsn'T lAtE =xX)wE diDn'T wAiT tiLL sHe rEaCh dEn pLay tHoUgH...wE pLaYeD wHiLe waiTiNg fOr hEr tO rEaCh =Pp aNd yAh...pLaYeD tiLL aRd 5 pLuS?yUpz...dEn wEnT tO loOk fOr siOk aT hEr wOrkpLaCe...aNd bOuGht iCe cReAms fRm hEr...yUMmY!hAaz...yA!fiOna wAs theRE toO...aLmoSt cOuLdn'T rEcOgniSe hEr...cHanGed sHo mUcH...aNiwAe, gEoRgiNa jEd aNd tAliTha cAmE oVeR tO mY hOuSe aFtEr dAt...tO pLaY mAhJoNg...hAaz...cOsE wE gOt nOtHinG tO dO...wEll, wE cAb tO yiShUn tO mEeT tAliThA(dUnNo wHy wE hAf tO dO dAt -.-') dEn cAb tO mY pLaCe aGaiN...sHo bY tHe tiMe wE rEaCh mY pLace iT's aRd 7.15pM?gUeSs sHo...dEn pLaYeD tiLL aRd 9 cOse wE wAntEd tO cAtCh the nExT episOdE fOr tHe cHaNnEl 8 sHow...i dUnNo wAt's tHe tiTtLe(yAh...i wAtCh tV wiThoUt kNoWiNg tHe tiTtLe...geEz)aNd nOw wAitiNg fOr siOk tO cUm oNliNe aNd sEeS wAt sHe wAnNA tEll mi =Pp(siOk...hOnOurEd? =pPp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEn liMin sMs mE tElliNg mE aBt tHis cAmp aT sEntOsA fRm 15th tiLL 17tH jUne(oRgAniSed bY sOmE tP pPl?i DuNno wHo)aNd i wAs liKe...cAn i nOt gO fOr tHe oRiEnTatiOn? =xX)yEsH...cOsE tHe dAtes cLaSheS(mY orieNtAtin iS oN tHe 16tH aNd 17Th)yAh...i sHo wAnnA gO tO sEnTosA lOr...tO tAn dAt iS =xX wEll, iF i cAn i wOULd... aNd sUhenG toLd mE tHey gOt a cHaLet aT dOwnTowN oN tHe 14tH tiLL 16tH...aNd xiAng yi'S cHaLet iS oN tHe 17th tiLL 19th oF jUne...and dAt's sHo bAd lOr...wOnDeR wHy eveRyThiNg cLaShEs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRgH~!!!i'M sHo nOt iN a goOd moOd nOw...cOsE i'M fEeLiNG sHo iRritAteD...sHo uNeAsY...sho..........wAtEva(fOr nOt bEiNg aBLe tO sTOp thiNkiNg oF hiM dAt iS -.-')wELL, tHe fEeLiNg iS jUz sUcKy...aRgHhHhhhhHhh....... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108696374583452225?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='parkway!for pool...ice cream frm siok&apos;s workplace....'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108696374583452225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108696374583452225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/parkwayfor-poolice-cream-frm-sioks.html' title='parkway!for pool...ice cream frm siok&apos;s workplace....'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108688409389287426</id><published>2004-06-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:47:36.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazing ard at home...</title><content type='html'>tOdAe iS aNoTHEr uNiNtErEstiNg dAe...yAh...wAs lAzinG aRd aT hOmE...aGaiN...sHo bOrEd!aNd stiLL tiReD =xX nOt eNuFf sLp i gUeSs...yAh...jEssiE's bArkiNg stirrEd mE uP fRm dReaMlAnd tHis mOrniNg aT aRd 11 pLuS tOdAe(aNd i intEnDeD tO sLp tiLL lAtE =xX)i cOuLdn'T gEt bAck tO sLp aFtEr dAt...dUnNo wHy...aNiwAe, aLL i diD tOdAe wAs gOiNg oNliNe tO cHaT aNd wAtcH tV eTc. dUn fEeL liKe gOiNg oUt (oR sHLd i sAe tOo lAzY tO gO oUt =xX)yEsH...i'M bOrEd!bOrEd borEd bOrEd bOrEd bOrEd!!!lOlx...oKie dAt's cRaPz...aNd yAh!cYn wAs tElliNg mE aNd liMin dAt a lOt oF gAls fRm hEr tEaM aSkEd fOr sHaWn's nO.(wEll, tHeY wErE iN tHe sAme tEaM...tHe tP cAmP i mEaN)sHawn aRe u rEaDiNg tHis?hOpe uR hEaD dUn sWeLL oKie? =Pp tHiNk iT's jUz dAt tHeY nV sEe gOoD lOokiNg PIG b4 =Pp(dAt's a cOmpLiMeNt oKie =xX)yAh...aNd dUnNo hOw mAny dAys i nV sEe mY siS lE(tAlK tO hEr tO bE eXaCt)i wAs aWaY fOr cAmp oN mOn tiLL yEsTerdAe sHe wAs aLrEaDy sOuNd asLeEp wHeN i gOt hOmE aNd lEfT hOuSe qUitE eArLi tHiS mOrniNg(wHiLe i wAs sLpiNg)yA...sHe wEnT tO mAlAysiA wiF hEr mJc fReNs i tHiNk...iF i'M nOt wRong...nOt sUrE wHicH pArT tHoUgh =xX(diDn'T aSk =Pp)yAh...tHiNk sHe wiLL bE bAcK oN sAt?oR sUn?i nOt sUrE =xX hEeZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wAt eLsE...yAh!theRe's aNoTHEr cAt lOvEr!hAaz...aNd dAt's niChOlAs!(aNd hE hAs gOt a cUte cAt!beAutiFuL toO =Pp)niC i mEaN iT! ;) (dUNno wHeThEr hE's rEaDiNg thiS tHoUgh =Pp)yAh...aNd hoPes hE rEmEmbEr tO sEnd tHe piC oF the kitTEns wHeN hE uPlOaDeD iT(cAnt wAit tO seE...hAaZ)wEll, nOt dAt iT's hArD tO fiNd ppL wHo lOve cAts...bUt mOsT ppL i Noe pReFeR dOgs tO cAts...dUNnO why...sHidAh aNd siOk aRe eXcEpTiOn thoUgH ;)cAts aRe cUtEr!riTez?!hAaz...oKie...i sHLd sAe kiTtEn =pP aNd siOk gOt a cUtE aNd cHuBbY cAt tOo!(aNd sHe's pRoUd oF iT...riTe siOk?hEeZ)toO bAd theRe's a pUpPy aT hOme...iF nOt...........hAaz...bUt nAh...kitTEns cAnt liVe wiF pUpPieS(i tHiNk sHo =Pp cOsE tHeY aRe toO pLaYfUl)wiLL cReAte hAvOc i sUpPoSe =Ppp hAaz...lOlx...wHy aM i tOkiNg aBt cAts aNd dOggiEs aLL oF a sUdDeN...hAaz...dUnNo wHy =Pp oKie...mAyBe dAt's cOse i'M bOrEDDdDddd!~!!hAaz &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108688409389287426?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='lazing ard at home...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108688409389287426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108688409389287426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/lazing-ard-at-home.html' title='lazing ard at home...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108645736373778753</id><published>2004-06-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:47:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahjong =ppp</title><content type='html'>hMMmm...aNoTHer dAy pAsSeD...wEll, i'LL sTaRt wiF tAlKiNg aBt fRi...nOtHiNg mUcH hAPpEn fOR the pAsT 2 dAys tHoUgH...aS uSuAl, lAziNg aRd the hOuSe(wAtCh tV, sLp, eAt, rEaD, aNd pLaY MahJoNg~!hAaz)sOuNds liKe piG aGaiN...hAaz...aNiwAy, mY eLdEr siS aNd hEr fReNs sTaRteD iT~!(i mEAn tHe mAhjOnG tHiNgY)wEll, hEr fReN cAmE oVeR tO mY hOuSe tO pLaY mAhjOnG dEn wHeN theY lEfT mY siS aNd hEr bF kiNdA wAn tO cOnt pLaYiNg...sHo mY siS-iN-laW aNd mE jOiN tHeM =Pp hAaz(aCtUaLLi aNdReW wAs the oNe wHo tAuGhT mE hOw tO pLaY...sEe lA...jiAo hUai wO =xX)aNd tHiNk dAt tiMe wE wEre sUppOsE tO bE STUDYING fOr o lVl aT liMin'S pLaCe(dAt's wOrsE riTez?hAaZ)aNiwAe, mY eLdEsT bRo tAkE oVeR mE wHeN hE rEaCh hOme(wOn oF cOuRsE cOsE hE wAs liKe......pRo...hAaz)sHo theY pLaYeD tiLL aRd 11 plUs?sHLd bE...dUnNo exAcTLy wAt tiMe...dEn kiNd oF aDdiCtEd(aGaiN...hAaz) dEn pLayeD aGaiN jUz nOw aT aRd 9 pLuS?wiF mUmMY, bRo aNd mY yOuNgEr siS...dEn mUmMy wAntEd tO sLp...sHo wE EnD tHe gAme...hAaz...tiReD aLsO =Ppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bEfOrE i fOgOt, mOn wiLL bE tHe tP cAmP...sHo wiLL bE aWaY fOr liKe...mMmm...3 dAys?yAh...aNd aNdRew jUz tOLd mE hE nOt gOiNg...oR rAtHer sOme eX 4E5 PeeP nOt gOiNg(dUnNO wHo iNfLuEnCE dE =Xx)sPoiL eVerYtHiNg =xX hAaz...bUt nVm...siOk gOiNg~!hAaz...aNd 4e3 pEEp gOiNg aLsO...nOt sHo bAd riTeZ...aT lEaSt mY cLasS pPl gOiNg...thoSe gOiNg tP dAt iS ;) lEts hOpE iT's fUn...dEn cAn sUaN tHem(mAkE tHeM rEgReT nOT gOiNG *eViL gRiNz* hAaz)wiLL pHysO aNdRew tO gO tHoUgH =xX(bUt dOuBt gOt sUcH sTrOnG iNfLuEnCes...nVm...hAaz)* cHeCk dA tiMe * iT's 1.40aM aLrEaDy...wOndEr wHy i'M stiLL sHo wiDe aWaKe...mUz bE sLp tOo mUcH jUz nOw =xX hAaz...aNiwAe, i'LL sToP hErE aNd bLog wHeN i cAmE bAcK bA...miSs mE OKiE? =D bUt nOt toO mUcH ;) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108645736373778753?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='mahjong =ppp'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108645736373778753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108645736373778753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/mahjong-ppp.html' title='mahjong =ppp'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108627964749921848</id><published>2004-06-03T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:46:45.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another story. . .</title><content type='html'>hErE's aNoTher sToRy...tHiNk iT hAs bEen gOiNg aRd aNd gUeSs maNy pEeP hAs aLrEaDy gOt tHis fOrwArdeD mAiL =Pp bUt kiNd oF fiNd iT meAniNgfUL? ;) hERe gOeS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping alive the spark of love. A little while ago I had started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife's idea. "I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise. "But I love YOU," I protested. "I know, but you also love her." The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. "What's wrong, are you well?" she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. "I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some time with you," I responded. " Just the two of us."She thought about it for a moment then said "I would like that very much." That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous.When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting".We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. my mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.After we sat down, I had to read the menu to her. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entree, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said. "Then it's time for you to relax and let me return the favor," I responded. During the dinner we had an agreeable conversation, nothing extraordinary- but catching up on recent events of each others lives. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you". I agreed. "How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice.Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered. A few days later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I was almost sure that I couldn't be there but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant to me. I love you." At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: "I LOVE YOU" and giving our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family and friends. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off 'til "some other time". Someone once said "I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life''. I think this is true with your in-laws, grandchildren, sisters, brothers and your friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wEll, iT's mEaNiNgfUl riTez...yEsh...gUeSs wiF tHe hEctiC liFestYle nOwaDayS, pPL sEldOm hAvE tiMe fOr fAmiLy aNd fRieNds(fAmiLy eSp.)wEll, tHe aDuLts aRe uSuAlly buSy wiF wOrk aNd sTuDenTs wiF tHeiR lOaDs aNd loAds oF sChOoLwOrK...eVen iF tHey aRen'T, gUeSs wE wOuLd sOmetiMes rAtheR sPend tiMe wiF oUr fRieNdS(rAtHEr dEn fAmiLy...riTez? =Pp i dUnNo wHy...hAaz)yEsH....tHiNk mOsT oF uS iS gUiLtY oF dAt... hAaz...tHeRe aRe eXcEpTioN tHoUgH(bUt oNli miNoriTeS?i dUnNo...hAaZ)wEll, tHiNk aBt iT(aFtEr rEaDinG dAt...)whicH are The cLosE oNes dAt u'Ve bEeN nEglEcTiNg?mAke sOmE eFfOrT bEfOre iT's toO lAtE...yAh?hAaz... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108627964749921848?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='another story. . .'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108627964749921848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108627964749921848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-story.html' title='another story. . .'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108618890435929655</id><published>2004-06-02T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:46:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day after tml...interesting yah?</title><content type='html'>hEllO pPl~!yEsH!i'M hEre aGaiN~!sHoULdn'T lEt u ppL miSs mE tOo muCh yAh? =Pp hAaz...u gUys mUz bE wOnDeriNg wHat i diD todAe riTez?(dUn dEny =Pp iF nOt dEn u wUn bE rEadiNg My bLog =Pp hAaz) hMmMm...wEll, i oNli wOke uP aT aRd 12 pLus?(cOse i hEaRd sOmEbOdy sHoUtiNg aT jeSsie...dUnNO wAt sHe diD tHouGh)yA~!dAt's wAt wOke mE uP...iF nOt fOr aLL tHe nOisEs, i dUnNo wAt tiMe i wiLL sLp tiLL =xX aNiwAe, i wAs lAzinG aRd tHe hOuSe uNtiL aRd 5 pLus wHen i wEnt tO mEeT mY bRo aNd hiS fRen pLus mY siS aNd jAmEs aT bUgiS...yUpz, wE wEnT tO wAtcH 'tHe dAy aFter tOmOrrOw' niCe sHow!(i tHiNk sHo lA)hAaz...fiNd iT qUiTe iNtEreStiNg...aNd i'M wOndEriNg hOw theY fiLm iT...iT's liKe...HmMm...iT lOoKs sHo rEal!hAaz(oKie...i nOe i'M wEirD...hAa)wEll...dEn wE wEnt tO diNe aT tHe cOfFEesHoP nEarBy bEfOrE wE tOOk bUs 80 hOmE...yAh...aNd wE sAw tHis vEry iNtEreStiNg lAdY aT tHe cOffEesHoP...sHaLl nOt eLabOraTe...wAnNa nOe wAt's sHo iNtEreStiNg aBt hEr?aSk mE =Ppp lOlx...aNd nOw, i wAnnA gO wAtCh tV lE =Pp bYe!aNd niTez pEeP =Pp sUgArY dReaMz ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108618890435929655?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='day after tml...interesting yah?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108618890435929655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108618890435929655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/day-after-tmlinteresting-yah.html' title='day after tml...interesting yah?'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108610695733345545</id><published>2004-06-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:45:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anasing race...</title><content type='html'>GuEss iT's a tiRiNg dAy fOr uS...wEll, i'M rEferriNg tO LiMin JeD JErEmY eugEnE eTc.(bAsiCaLLy aLL thOse wHo wEnt fOr tHe aNaSiNg rAcE tHiNgy)hMMmm...wOkE uP aT aRd 6.45aM(wHeN i wAs oNLi aBLe tO fAll aSlEep aT aRd 4aM tHe dAy b4)aNd yAh...liMin cAlleD aT aRd 7aM...cOsE jEreMy tOLd hEr i miGhT sTiLL bE sLeePiNg -.-'(wAs aWaKe b4 liMin cAll oKie?hAaz)aNiWae, sUpPoSe tO mEeT jErEmY aT tHe 27 bUs sToP...bUt i oNli lEft hOme aT aRd 7.45aM =xX(dEfiNiTeLy gOinG tO bE lAtE iF wE sTiLL tAkE bUs =xX cOse wE sUpPoSe tO bE iN sChOol bY 8.15aM)sHo...yAh...wE tOOk a cAb =xX(eXpeCteD riTez?hAaz...i nOe wAt u ppL are tHiNKinG=Pp)wEll wEll, jEd aNd liMin wErE aLrEaDy tHeRe, wAitiNg fOr uS oUtsiDe sChOoL wHeN wE aRriVeD...aNd yEsH, hEAdeD tO the cHeM lAb...tHeRE, wE wEre tOLd tHis bAd nEws, dAt wE wiLL bE sEpARatEd iNtO tHe cLaSsEs(siNcE theRe wErE nOt eNoUgH pEeP)aNd wE wErE sUppOsEd tO aSsiSt tHe fOrm tEaChErs oF tHe cLaSs aSsiGnEd tO uS...hOwEvEr, wE wEre toLd wE cOuLd jOiN the cLaSseS aS a gRoUp aT fiRsT...CHEATS =xX bUt nVm, iT's sTiLL eNjOyaBLe tHoUgH nOt rEaLLi vEry fUn...cOsE gEt bE uNdEr the sUn =xX(mUz bE tHiNkiNg i'M cRaZy riTez?haAz)bUt dUnNo wHy...jUz liKe bEiNg uNdEr tHe sUn...lOlx...aNd tHoUgH mR fOnG(tHe fOrm tEaChEr oF the cLaSs i'M aSsiGnEd tO)wAsn'T tHe pErFeCt pErsOn tO bE aRd =xX iT's sTiLL nOt sHo bAd(hE dO jOkEs, tHoUgH lAme =xX)wEll, aT lEaSt iT's nOt sHo boRiNg(iMaginE wheN u aRe sUrroUndEd bY 42 pEeps u hArDLy nOe)bUt 2e1 cOnsiSt oF wiTTy aNd bUbbLy 'kiDs' =xX hAaz...aNd sOme wErE iNdEed cOmicAl =xX aNiwAy, eAcH cLaSs wAs sUppOsE tO gO to 7 diFfEreNt pLaCes, gEttiNg siGnaTuRe oF wHoeVer iT iS dAt theY aRe sUpPosE tO gEt iT fRm aT the rEspEctiVe pLaCes(aNd oF cOuRSe tHeY hAf tO gO aRd sEaRcHiNG fOr tHis pPl)wE wEnt tO siNgApoRE sPoRts sChOoL fiRsT, wHeRE wE wAstEd a lOt oF tiMe(aRd 1hR pLuS?oR mOrE?hAaZ)dEn lEft fOr pAndAn resErvOir(hAd oUR tAke-aWay lUnCh tHeRe toO), tAn tOck sEng hOspitAl, tAka(hAd a hArD tiMe sEaRchiNg), eAsT cOaSt pArK aNd nGee aNn pRimArY(the fAsTesT oUt oF aLl the pLaces?), rEsPectiVeLy(tHiNK i lEfT oUt 1 pLacE?cAn't rEmemBeR wHeRe =xX)aNiwAe, wE oNli gOt bAcK tO sChOoL aT aRd 4.30pM?dEn liMin jEd jErEmY eUgEne aNd mE heAdEd fOr tHe hAll(aLmOst aLL oF tHe uPPer-sEc cLaSseS wEre aLreAdy aSseMbLed tHeRE)dAt's wHeRe sElEctEd cLasSes diD tHeiR cHeErs aNd aLL dAt(whiLe wAitiNg fOr tHe reSuLt oF tHe wiNniNg cLaSseS tO bE oUt dAt iS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aFtEr eVerYtHiNg, wAlkeD iN the RaiN -.-' tO tMarT(wiF miN jEd jEremY aNd eUgEnE), tO the fOod cOuRt fOr oUr diNnEr(wEll, iT wAs aLrEaDy 6 pLuS?tHiNK sHo)aFtEr dAt, wAnTeD tO rEnt vCds dEn wAtCh aT liMin's pLaCE bUt nO pArtiCuLaR sHoW cAuGht oUr eYes...sHo wEnt tO tMaLL...tO sHoP aRd oF cOuRsE(dAt's LiMiN aNd mE, wHiLe tHe gUys wAiTeD oUtsiDe the sHoPs fOr uS)aNd theY lAtEr dEciDed tO gO tO tHe aRcAdE wHiLe miN aNd mE cOnT tO sHoP, uNtiL wE wErE tOO tiRED tO cOnT wALkinG =xX , dEn wE wEnT hOme!hAaz(thiNk tHe gUys wEre aS dRaiNeD aS uS, i sUppOsE)hMmMm...i'LL eNd hEre bA...cOnt tO miSs mE OKie?hAaz ;) (i noe u pPl dO =pP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108610695733345545?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='anasing race...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108610695733345545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961730/posts/default/108610695733345545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com/2004/06/anasing-race.html' title='anasing race...'/><author><name>Serene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423531296316759902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961730.post-108593052580236341</id><published>2004-05-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T18:45:20.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday! </title><content type='html'>yA~!tOdAy iSh mOi biRthdAy!hAaz...yAh...mUmMy tReAteD tOdAe, bUt nOt aT sEoUl gArDeN =) wE(eLdEr siS aNd hEr bF, siS-iN-lAw, xiNeR jAmEs mY yOuNgEr siS aNd oF cOursE mUm!)wEnT tO cRysTaL jAdE aT bUgiS...dEn sHoP aRd, fRom bUgiS jUnctiOn tO bUgiS viLlaGe dEn wAndEr aRd aT oG fOr a wHiLe b4 wE cAb hOmE(yEsH...gOt 2 cAb cOse theRe wErE liKe 8 pEeps?)yAh!mY eLdEr bRo(wiF xiNer) GaVe Me ChOcOlAtES~!HaAZ...fRm cHocOlAte bOx i tHiNk(mUz hAve cOst theM a bOMb?i dUnNo...hAaz)hAvEn tAsTE iT tOo...hAaz =Pp yUpz...b4 i forGoT~!tHaNkiEW wEiYiNg pOk kAisHiAn lImiN zHihOng aNdReW mEiyiN aNd dEqUaN~!(foR the pReZziE i mEan)bUt dUNNo wAt iS iT cOsE hAvEn uNwRaP =Pp (tO thiNk dAt dEqUaN aCtUaLLi cAme oVEr tO mY pLace tO pAss iT tO uS!thz oKie?hEez)aNd aNdREw~!i'M aLwAys sHo PoliTe oKie =xX hAaz(aT lEast mOrE pOliTe dEn u aRe =Ppp)wEll wEll, tHiNk i wAnnA cOnt rEaDing mY bOOk lE...dAt's aLl bA =Pp dUn wOrrY =Pp wiLL updAte sOoN...pErhAps tMl?(iF i'M nOt lAzY tO =xX) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961730-108593052580236341?l=icyazrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://icyazrene.blogspot.com' title='my birthday! 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