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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</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>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4891464800679667852</id><published>2008-10-07T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:27:10.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions,&lt;br /&gt;Oh lets go back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, comin' up tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, chasin' up tails&lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' back to the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4891464800679667852?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4891464800679667852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4891464800679667852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4891464800679667852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4891464800679667852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6775055040146245651</id><published>2008-10-01T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:08:38.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye</title><content type='html'>feel like abandoning this old blog.. been here for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of memories i'd like to keep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its time to move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i get a new blog, wont be writing my thoughts down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pester me for my new blog if you want. i might give it to you. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6775055040146245651?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6775055040146245651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6775055040146245651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6775055040146245651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6775055040146245651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/10/bye-bye.html' title='bye bye'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3080055511789798474</id><published>2008-10-01T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:12:59.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>maybe i was never as important as i thought i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you never cared as much as i thought you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we were never made for each other like i always believed we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was wrong about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am right about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. maybe. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to find a life better than this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop being alone and start making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is not about you, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might not be much, but i am willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might break me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might heal me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took too much of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3080055511789798474?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3080055511789798474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3080055511789798474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that passes through their mouths. i feel damn pek cek talking to them. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of trying to prove your point when there's no point to prove? and when you lose, you make fun of everything. the bureaucracy of the system, how SAO was 'omg so scared' of prof lok, how SAO just wants to cover their asses from fire... can't you just think for a moment that YOU were the one in the wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your budgets are way out of line, your proposals never got through to SAO in time, you never relied on the budget to do your planning, everything is exceeding the original sum, you have 2000$ of unwanted expenses, and now its not your fault that you made it such an unforgettable night at raffles marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. wake up and look at the world. what the hell is an open air event like?! they said they'd give you a ballroom if it rains but we held OUR DINNER &amp; DANCE (AKA PROM NIGHT) in the lobby of a stinking club. LOBBY. how laughable. our food gets removed even before the dinner ended and before the food was able to get polished away. where's the control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop looking at yourselves. there's everything wrong about the event. stop playing the pushing game and take it responsibly. you guys stood up to that position only because you thought you can take the responsibility. i am disappointed at your actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop wasting anymore time in this mindless game of cat and mouse. on to my IC0101.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1290266390902664185?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1290266390902664185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1290266390902664185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1290266390902664185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1290266390902664185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/why_30.html' title='why!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6844875236037383925</id><published>2008-09-29T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:31:47.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>realization</title><content type='html'>came to me when I blog everytime there's something unhappy to blog about. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even the singapore flyer was worth blogging meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like, the most expensive transportation i've taken in singapore so far and it doesnt take me anywhere! returning back to the starting point, only to be $30 poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from roomie's room. had a nice long talk with her and marianne. maybe they're right about a lot of things. kwann's right about some things as well.. I'll take all your kind advice and concern in serious consideration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teng will go shower and sleep now. its so late i can barely keep my eyes open..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6844875236037383925?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6844875236037383925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6844875236037383925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6844875236037383925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6844875236037383925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/realization.html' title='realization'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7958405300379180261</id><published>2008-09-27T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:33:30.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>i hate fridays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaks down and cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my life have to be so screwed up? this horrible feeling welling up inside me and flowing out onto my face in salty beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's missing... nothing's going right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7958405300379180261?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7958405300379180261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7958405300379180261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7958405300379180261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7958405300379180261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4599917281737853355</id><published>2008-09-26T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:03:16.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absolutely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;fucking irritated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everything is irritating. PET SOCIETY IS THE MOST FUCKING ANNOYING OF ALL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can't even do one thing right. it's in beta mode, loads slowly, takes up all my ram, racing matches are fucked up, complete and total waste of time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel like tamagochi has a better chance of entertaining me than fucking pet society.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm at home, nothing is going right, havent shower for 2 days, stinking of barbecue smoke, i have bed hair from sentosa all the way home, it has been raining non-stop and my guitar is damp. i'm going to take a shower and wail in the toilet for a bit. horrible horrible day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hate fridays.  so depressing. wish i didnt even go for the outing last night. felt like i wasted my time cooking all those otah that were rotten and wasted my time whilst so little from both committees turned up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jcrc retreats should be compulsory. as a jcrc member, can't even go for the first bonding event and set your goals straight, then whats the point of the coming year? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i see a lot of problems that they're going to face. but.. who am i to care? i'm going off-hall anyway. can't be bothered..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;i HATE fridays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4599917281737853355?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4599917281737853355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4599917281737853355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4599917281737853355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4599917281737853355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/absolutely.html' title='absolutely...'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1537260974769983954</id><published>2008-09-25T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:25:23.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is stupid</title><content type='html'>give the dog a bone, and he'll want a steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN I WONT GIVE YOU YOUR BONE, NOR YOUR STEAK. I'M SICK AND TIRED OF BEING TREATED AS SOMEBODY WHO CAN BE PUSHED AROUND AND BE AT YOUR BARK AND CALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THIS DISRESPECT AND INSENSITIVITY IS DRIVING ME GOD-DAMNED INSANE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so used. people aren't giving me the respect that i deserve, after all i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just stop. stop breathing. stop beating. just stop. it should feel better. after all this hurt, it must feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you treat me so? don't you know i have feelings too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1537260974769983954?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1537260974769983954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1537260974769983954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1537260974769983954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1537260974769983954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-stupid.html' title='this is stupid'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1849153405748673503</id><published>2008-09-22T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:47:03.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Slingers!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a day out with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, was forced to give free labour at the clinic from 9am until 1pm 'cause he sacked another one of his nurses. Sometimes, I wonder why he keeps doing that, its not very healthy for me. My sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working, Daddy brought me to eat some buffet thingie at the Seafood International House at East Coast Park. It's not really a buffet, but more like, order 40 dishes for a single price. No more than that. Meh.. And we cannot repeat order loh. Annoying thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Daddy drove me around Geylang and wherever just to do some menial chores like buying 4D and dropping cheques into the deposit boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3.15pm, Daddy asked me whether I'd like to join him to watch the Singapore Slingers game at the Singapore Indoor Stadium. So I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Basketball is really good when these guys around. It looks just like a real NBA match, real intensity, real drama, real fights. Singapore was up against the Filipino team, Air 21. Those guys were tough! More than 60% of the audience were Filipinoes and boy, were they loud. Horribly loud and rowdy people, having too much a drink from Brewerkz just outside the stadium :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw cute people like Shane McDonald and Eric Sandrin. Throughout the match, Eric was the star of the show for the Slingers, like Arwind Santos was for the Phillipines. They looked exactly like each other, btw. Maybe its the headbands, the lanky bodies and the shaved heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, 2nd and 3rd quarters were completely dominated by Air 21, with Singapore struggling to catch up. But in the 4th quarter, a miracle happened. Darren Ng and Sandrin became top scorers. From 3-pointers to tipping in a rebounded ball, these guys did it all. Sandrin even made goal tending look easy, where he jumped so high nobody could beat him. When he caught the rebounds for the Slingers, his head was well above the basket! O.O whatt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal tending helped so much 'cause it denied Air 21 of at least 8 points. Oooh Sandrin is my hero. And he's handsome! ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final scoreboard: 98-85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice show. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reward for going out with Daddy the whole day, he sent me back to NTU. I could see that he was so sleepy that he kept fidgeting in his seat. Poor guy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2877312807_7dd2a0ee5d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3128/2878146304_2307caabf1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/2878146182_404f4839ec.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3066/2878146066_e863c3a2b0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woow =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco rocos are evil things.. They're scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1849153405748673503?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1849153405748673503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1849153405748673503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1849153405748673503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1849153405748673503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-slingers.html' title='Go Slingers!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2717230331871503565</id><published>2008-09-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:03:45.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every single word here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is what my heart wants to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down my face I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Cause you're my true love, my whole heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Please don't throw that away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'Cause I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Please don't walk away and  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Please tell me you'll stay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and until my last breath, you have my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2717230331871503565?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2717230331871503565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2717230331871503565' title='0 Comments'/><link 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something like that beat you down. even if she's the best you ever had, you gotta be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it. it's been 5 days and you still can't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta show her that you'll change for the better, and you will. you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meanwhile, i can't laugh with all my heart. i must mend this scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2268547786846772001?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2268547786846772001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2268547786846772001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2268547786846772001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2268547786846772001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/fighting-back-tears.html' title='fighting back tears'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1247382715981033941</id><published>2008-09-16T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:35:33.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make up your mind</title><content type='html'>do you want her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do you want her not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is harder than i thought.. but there's no point complaining now that there's only one path to take. wish i'd more courage to stay this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that one day, you'd love me back just as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that day to come, i must work on my attitude and patience. i must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1247382715981033941?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1247382715981033941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1247382715981033941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Wish I could be someone stronger to be able to share your burdens, to understand your feelings and reasoning. Without you, there isn't any sparkle. Doing things as a way of life, without purpose nor meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are really bad over at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please wait. I'll catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your bud bud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-116275925930962764?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/116275925930962764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=116275925930962764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/116275925930962764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/116275925930962764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey.html' title='hey...'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4961609691376822623</id><published>2008-09-14T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:44:39.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horribly terrible</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can't step down until D&amp;amp;D clears up their shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the looks of this, I don't think I can step down anytime soon. Everybody else has!!! Naze. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope Ying's headache gets better.  She's really been over-exerting herself everyday. The late nights aren't beneficial to her, neither are the early mornings. Maybe I should take up less of her time. Should work since I'd to stick around her all the time and carrying her around the buildings. Always cautious not to strain her lamba muscle. -frowns- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;need to find a cure...and also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please wait for me. I will become better, so that I can truly be the person whom you love the most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arigatou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4961609691376822623?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4961609691376822623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4961609691376822623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4961609691376822623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4961609691376822623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/horribly-terrible.html' title='horribly terrible'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-730155555730986206</id><published>2008-09-11T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:23:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my subete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the person you love the deepest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is the person who will hurt you the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt my lesson now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to do from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of doing the same thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so right with you.. so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've not changed enough to let you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only you'd seen the transformations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i'm still a control freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when i was with lisa 6 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do, i'll only end up suffocating the person i'd love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... dont do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't fall in love anymore, teng teng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-730155555730986206?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1866932919937242496</id><published>2008-09-10T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:28:00.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. forget about it. i was the impatient one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1866932919937242496?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1866932919937242496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1866932919937242496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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It has a nice ring to it...&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/31009319-3408390521192656215?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3408390521192656215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3408390521192656215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3408390521192656215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3408390521192656215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/subete.html' title='Subete..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1951433238152788749</id><published>2008-09-03T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:40:09.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont even know if you're reading my blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know why im writing all these posts when nobody's reading them anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1951433238152788749?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-9168298499170121536</id><published>2008-09-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:34:51.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i have to beg you to say good night to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand at all what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can laugh with your brother but completely ignore a sobbing girlfriend who is seating right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DONT UNDERSTAND&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-9168298499170121536?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/9168298499170121536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=9168298499170121536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/9168298499170121536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/9168298499170121536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-do-i-have-to-beg-you-to-say-good.html' title=''/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7686045252851331305</id><published>2008-09-03T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:20:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>you watched wall e without me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7686045252851331305?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7686045252851331305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7686045252851331305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7686045252851331305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7686045252851331305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8252060462619072660</id><published>2008-09-02T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:27:17.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying is not an option</title><content type='html'>So many words I want to write. Those that continuously spilled out of my brain when the tears poured out of my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can't say those words anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define me as selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of getting angry when I can't win a fight.. Just walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was my fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve an apology... But I never got one. Thank you for being so horribly nice. If only you knew what it was like to fight with another over your most loved one's airtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever ok. I'm so sick of this. Punching my knuckles onto the table won't solve anything. Hitting my head on the wall won't gather sympathy. But.. I wanted to do those.. 'Cause it feels so right to be violent when I'm all alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huh? What family? What friends? What company?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being alone definitely, sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8252060462619072660?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8252060462619072660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8252060462619072660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8252060462619072660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8252060462619072660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/09/crying-is-not-option.html' title='crying is not an option'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6115550345349111833</id><published>2008-08-25T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:09:06.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Please...</title><content type='html'>Every few months or so, I have to struggle with my inner conscience. Struggling for something that is so close to me. And I have to share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-practises hapogiri with my guitar-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6115550345349111833?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6115550345349111833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6115550345349111833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6115550345349111833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6115550345349111833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/08/attention-please.html' title='Attention Please...'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8036402090895424119</id><published>2008-07-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:50:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooooohhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>SHE BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/2706264405_dac3346459.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8036402090895424119?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8036402090895424119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8036402090895424119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8036402090895424119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8036402090895424119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/oooooohhhhhhhh.html' title='oooooohhhhhhhh'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7849993255312660517</id><published>2008-07-24T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:49:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give up? stay on?</title><content type='html'>why you stop calling me dear le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything you say is so cold. no more laughter, no more jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do so horridly wrong to deserve this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7849993255312660517?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7849993255312660517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7849993255312660517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7849993255312660517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7849993255312660517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-up-stay-on.html' title='give up? 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Nothing seems real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. I hope my grandma gets well soon. I hope she lives long enough to see her grandchildren happily married, with healthy great grandchildren to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my ah ma..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3071762948426057515?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3071762948426057515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3071762948426057515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3071762948426057515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3071762948426057515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/wallow.html' title='wallow'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6268648393945468459</id><published>2008-07-23T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:15:00.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days</title><content type='html'>Hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the world turns its back on you, you must carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must..hang in there.. Don't turn your back on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6268648393945468459?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6268648393945468459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6268648393945468459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6268648393945468459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6268648393945468459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-days.html' title='Three Days'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8339654847783208784</id><published>2008-07-22T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:44:43.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me away..</title><content type='html'>It wont be long.. four more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your act together, little one.. Get your act together..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8339654847783208784?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8339654847783208784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8339654847783208784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8339654847783208784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8339654847783208784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-me-away.html' title='Take me away..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-808795239532917245</id><published>2008-07-04T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:25:17.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANEEWERSARY!!</title><content type='html'>Good gawd. I've been away from you for longer than I can imagine. It's been more than 2 months that I've not smelled you nor touched you. And my fingers are getting itchy. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like an eternity without you around, and it still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon, baby. Want to hug you to sleep every night. I miss the company. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-808795239532917245?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/808795239532917245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=808795239532917245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/808795239532917245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/808795239532917245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-aneewersary.html' title='HAPPY ANEEWERSARY!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5266687566514446939</id><published>2008-07-02T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:56:26.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things i love about you..</title><content type='html'>I love how you're so cool and patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you wear your clothes, especially your shirts and your cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you wear your hair :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you'd wait till I'm really tired and then turn in, whilst you'd just fall asleep in front of the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your jokes, no matter how spastic they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your great sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the words you choose to form your sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your goofyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your goofy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your goofy antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for being exactly who you are.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5266687566514446939?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5266687566514446939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5266687566514446939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5266687566514446939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5266687566514446939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-love-about-you.html' title='The things i love about you..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1259829278003403059</id><published>2008-06-29T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:07:28.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I realised I've not blogged for 29 days. This is bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd July: Subject Registration&lt;br /&gt;4th-6th: Senior's Camp&lt;br /&gt;18th: Finish attachment&lt;br /&gt;26th: BABY IS BACK! xD&lt;br /&gt;28th-2nd Aug: Freshmen Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forward looking, thus the schedule made ahead of time. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason(s) for not blogging:&lt;br /&gt;.attachment =(&lt;br /&gt;   I have to work 8.45am till 6pm everyday!! It's crazy sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.drum mania v4&lt;br /&gt;   I love drums!! My mom's contemplating to get me an electric drum set so that I don't have to keep going down to boogees to play drums. But, what I really want, is the whole Drum Mania machine!!! xD Can I can I?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.guitar freaks&lt;br /&gt;   Been practising guitar freaks almost as frequent as drum mania. Learnt a new style of strumming. Really useful and conserves so much more energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.FOC&lt;br /&gt;   It's SAPPING my life away bit by bit. Just thinking about it makes me want to go to bed and fall asleep in my comfy comforter. =3 I'm so tired of official stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Ying ying dear&lt;br /&gt;   Skyping with her every night is like my everyday porn. Not that there's anything R-rated about the webcaming =.= but, she makes me feel satisfied and all this wait for her is worth it. =) we've got 4 more weeks before we can finally be together again!! Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 WEEKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 WEEKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 WEEKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, PICTURES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01377.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 248px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01377.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01385.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 249px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01385.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01386.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 247px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01386.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 248px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01387.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01397.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 248px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01397.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drumming has improved exponentially ever since baby left. Only because she's not here with me, and I'm lonely all the time. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME BACK SOON OK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look what I found in Hall 3 today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a metallic green lady bug =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01396.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 266px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC01396.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww so cute. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1259829278003403059?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1259829278003403059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1259829278003403059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1259829278003403059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1259829278003403059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5484158323563285455</id><published>2008-06-01T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:45:47.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not enough...</title><content type='html'>I'm not enough to make your day. It's been a heart-wrenching Sunday afternoon and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the time my tears roll down my cheeks.. You couldn't see it, because I didn't let you see me in this shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to let it out somewhere.. It has been my fault and I don't want to make you sad anymore. I stopped and dropped everything completely just to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you even until my blood runs dry, and my bones break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5484158323563285455?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5484158323563285455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5484158323563285455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5484158323563285455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5484158323563285455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-enough.html' title='its not enough...'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-878911890124028822</id><published>2008-05-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:09:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 minutes</title><content type='html'>...was all it took for somebody to spoil my entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda tired and grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were in France...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-878911890124028822?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/878911890124028822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=878911890124028822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/878911890124028822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/878911890124028822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-minutes.html' title='10 minutes'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8873541782036895262</id><published>2008-05-22T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:59:30.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making up for lost time</title><content type='html'>When you come back, I'm going to devote at least half my time with you.. Doing nonsense and serious work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we'll get through this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8873541782036895262?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8873541782036895262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8873541782036895262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8873541782036895262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8873541782036895262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/making-up-for-lost-time.html' title='making up for lost time'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8273024246580047547</id><published>2008-05-06T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:52:17.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7, 8, 9 &amp; 10: Great Ocean Road, Lentil As Anything and Uncle BC</title><content type='html'>So after 4 days of not blogging because I'm super lazy and super fat and super eating a lot, here are pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast in Warrnambool comes in the tune of microwaved pita bread, scrambled eggs with plastic cheese, peanut butter, indian sweets, a bag of confectionery and sugarless tea. We woke up at 5.30 am to get ready for the trip to Great Ocean Road! :D exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2126/2463850395_db94ee80b2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, a tractor guy was going at 20km/h. He stayed on the road shoulder so that we could overtake him. Nice guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/2463850497_beea88c4f6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORSIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/2464683096_87c7636b47.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australian bushies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2464683180_34d899138a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Sun rise at Bay of Islands. Very breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2219/2463850743_9cb4201e7f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bay of Islands on Great Ocean Road :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2375/2464683322_8bd9727b58.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2325/2464683434_298342038e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/2463851017_4b85eea7c3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3285/2464683608_5e84122ca9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White water cliffs.. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2052/2463851209_f72a7daf76.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN... We teleported to London Bridge. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2274/2463851275_934d313b97.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/2464683994_9555bd0678.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the London Bridge! (It's actually falling down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2394/2463851533_17ddb3cc27.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty Aussies climbed over fence to the unstable cliff edges. &gt;:( VERY NAUGHTY. You can see the foot prints there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2463851789_0221d37c72.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More endless bushes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2122/2464684426_79ed0123ba.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying and Big sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2058/2464684544_898792d507.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds the parted. I love the intensity of the skies here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2463852053_3b4db549a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet wet road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2463852125_e1b0c74e53.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister acting chio lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/2464684804_eea42ac134.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2009/2464685192_13a5a8ab53.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diary cows! They're huge! My height!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2463852745_06fa59b83d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The millipedes here are huge ass. Size of my pinky. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/2464685442_c849983907.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first slug :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2463852983_9d94ab0094.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road leading to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3195/2463853043_8b99f353b5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARY'S COUSIN!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2463853153_5e46d11927.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thick moss growing on million year-old sand deposits. Kind of nice just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2463853439_3ac41f31ba.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. We got teleported again to: Ta daaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2464686100_8ef6d9a62a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we drove 4+4 hours for. Two apostles have already crumbled.. You can see it. Sort of at the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2464686200_ebdaf8b5f7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/2463853709_e054c6fd98.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back from the Twelve Apostles.. Sun's been kind to us. It was raining throughout and when we reached this place, it stopped and the sun came out to greet us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2464686376_de96453df5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Apollo Bay! We got a huge lobster (crayfish actually but it's the size of a full grown lobster) and brought it back for slaughtering in our own kitchen. :) It was fantastic! So fresh! ('Cause my sister and I killed it.. awwww. But i was a coward and my sister did most of the work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2053/2464686518_d9a25a98ac.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still at Apollo Bay. We ate an italian meal at La Bimba then da-bao fish and chips and ate at the beach itself. Sea gulls almost attacked us :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2464686754_fba8aa0d05.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/2464686824_091600a9de.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2160/2463854293_9f54fe87e8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN!! It's the next day! We went to Tai Pan to eat dim sum with my Uncle Boon Chuan and he brought us to his house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2463854407_7c4ff201f9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2463854647_495d231b76.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Andrew and his girlfriend, Tran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2034/2464687512_c12c62a9ac.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister who is acting pro and was playing against Tran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2283/2464687622_969ef17629.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3228/2463855067_9099928f3f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/2464687854_d47d803fda.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very steep entrance.. I always feel like the car could flip if it went too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2362/2463855479_983ab5fd7c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then!! Suddenly it was Day 9!! Wow! The power of technologies and pictures! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally went to Lentil As Anything at the Children's Farm (some cathedral thingie.. forgot the name) But look! So nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2470556704_07560f0a29.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2469734231_dd4df8e510.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/2469734193_22c618002f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/2469734113_75c65c0236.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL of their furniture are donated from kind souls and picked up along the streets. But this Lentil branch is really nice and romantic. Good ambience and there is no ceiling lights at all. All lighting are provided by floor lamps shining upwards to conserve energy. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentil is a place where you go in an have completely vegan indian food and ordering as much as you want. Then you pay as you feel the food is worth (in Aussie currency of course) and thank the waiters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2469734079_92574e435a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2470556514_20b40a2975.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/2469734027_71fb34e4b9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2470556432_f4731427f2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie noodles and curry platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2469733971_47aaecc609.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2470556340_c3f64226f0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2077/2470556308_2d1f762449.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was only half of the food we order (FOR 5 PEOPLE) supposed to be enough but we ordered more because of me and my younger sis. We eat like pigs. The food was GREAT. May I repeat: gee are ee ay tee. OMFG. For free food and vegan meals, this is one of the best ones I've eaten. My favourite dish: Devli's Potatoes. 'Cause it's spicy and damn delicious. Yumms!! My tummy is rumbling as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10, my sister lost her phone. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came all the incessant screaming and yelling and throwing her temper at me for being so stressed. She was supposed to study everyday. Her finals are coming up but she keeps bringing me out. I mean, if she could, I'd like her to concentrate more on her finals than to bring me out for things like groceries and lunch. I can fix my own lunch and we're going grocery shopping on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try finding a balance between bringing your sister out, or studying for your finals. Hey I wouldn't want my family to pay another $70k because she failed her finals by bringing me out everything for these crucial two weeks. I can look after myself fine! Plus she knows I'm coming back to Melbourne this December so it's not a problem at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Sometimes I just wonder if she could ever have proper reasoning skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W/E. I'm going to play WoW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole day, since I woke up till now, I've not eaten a single thing, thanks to somebody. It's 7pm and hopefully they get their dinner done soon. =.= Hungry like a mad horse on Saturdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling is online!! &lt;3&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/31009319-8273024246580047547?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8273024246580047547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8273024246580047547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8273024246580047547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8273024246580047547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-7-8-9-10-great-ocean-road-lentil-as.html' title='Day 7, 8, 9 &amp; 10: Great Ocean Road, Lentil As Anything and Uncle BC'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1808138664158066435</id><published>2008-05-02T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:19:39.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6: Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Got awoken up this morning. Sort of missed and overslept the Vic Mart outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But jie woke me up and we got ready to go on a road trip to WARRNAMBOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds really funny but that's the name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way we got to see a lot of things! Like migratory birds, black angus cows, the sunset, people flashing at us for high beaming them, MILLIONS of stars!!, nice churches, a lot of little towns, CHARCOAL CHICKEN! I'm sorry I had to cap charcoal chicken. Its so damn funny.. Especially 'cause you dont really want your chicken to be... well, charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole trip itself took 4 hours. Really cool though. Managed to eat our way through the entire trip with Kit Kat's, Sour Warhead's, sandwiches, Mac's ice cream and FRIES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached Warrnambool at 8.30 and met up with Zoe there. She practices her medicine there with the university. Then we went to BOJANGLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food there was fantastic! Maybe because it was my first meal of the day.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we ate and everything was great!....till the bill came. Lol. 88.20.. Well it was all right. But us 5 girls only ordered 4 dishes. Meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmkay.. pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave M&amp;amp;M's sweets with the bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3107/2459390140_5d76170b02.jpg?v=1209732880" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calamari with Thai sauce, which they call it Nanjim sauce. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2175/2458555991_94747c5874.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper steak. YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3070/2459390208_0e1afef2b4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marinara pasta with gnochi pasta :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2459390234_e87e69db7d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake candle! Battery powered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2459390252_83a07cb56c.jpg?v=1209732862" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks real though.. with this eerie greenish glow. I almost typed GLEEN. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3172/2459390304_2c57254d0f.jpg?v=1209732845" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTER FROM PARIS!! do you see???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/2458556131_32e267bced.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters trying to look pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/2458556155_3aa9d0bca0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown Lager beer. Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2347/2459390398_b4d8f02e46.jpg?v=1209732827" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the table. Nice feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2459390448_3737119fb8.jpg?v=1209732817" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2458556289_5c5675db73.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe, Ying and me! (YING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2262/2458556343_a6c4cedd7e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage tv! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/2459390588_a7ca304c1b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No streetlamps all the way on the Princes Freeway. Just road markers and high beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2459390614_00b202db12.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why this Mac's toilet flush system looks so familiar.... hmmm =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2091/2458556419_9515eac7d0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARCOAL CHICKEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2459390662_2c42574458.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun has set. meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3137/2459390682_ced7d24a6d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus that goes to Warrnambool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2459390720_3e647ccb04.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister being greedy with the sandy witches. YARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2356/2458556569_3c4b43f4c0.jpg?v=1209732785" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churches. They look like you should put some GARGOYA on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2459390804_7d8cc37cb4.jpg?v=1209732771" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK CLOSELY AT THE LICENSE PLATE. IT SAYS DADZ.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2049/2459390828_586c0ba3bf.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I AM in Warrnambool now.. Blogging with Zoe's compiewtah. Kinda hard to type though.. Asus keybouard with wier japanese symbols on them. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmKay! Gtg now!! I'm missing my honey bum bum a lot. CALL ME OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr: GREAT OCEAN ROAD.. Plus loads more photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temp&lt;/strong&gt;:  9.5 deg     &lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; Very full, very sleepy, very dirty and heart ached. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1808138664158066435?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1808138664158066435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1808138664158066435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1808138664158066435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1808138664158066435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-6-road-trip.html' title='Day 6: Road Trip'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1403612472441084197</id><published>2008-05-02T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:33:00.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5: Kwann!</title><content type='html'>Woke up rather late today 'cause of the bloody cold weather. I'm all wrapped up in fleece blanket and I'm still shivering. Wth. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed around at home for 2 hours waiting to meet Ah Kwann Kwann at Melbourne Central. BUT! After 1 hr 50 mins of lingering around the first floor of my house, I realised that I was locked out of the house. And not only that, I have no keys and nobody's in the house to help me out. My sisters weren't responding to my calls and I was panicking. And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sister miraculously came back at 5pm to open the door and let in some fresh air! I swear I was about to open the back window and jump out any minute then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me to the station and I took the train down to city again. :D on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met in front of Krispy Kreme. Met Ashley (her friend) as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They nice people. Kwann is very fickle-minded. Ashley is very shui bian. She's a clubber and bung-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to take some pics of Kwann for Bel. But she kept telling me that if Bel saw the pictures, she'd dump her 'cause Kwann's too ugly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT THINK SO! So I took pictures of her for fun :D I feel like I'm the paparazzi. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2065/2456889871_93608f4f2d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2310/2457717948_c12eda40a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2457718068_2405954c65.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, that's Ashley. Her face is cut into half. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2351/2457718262_062b5940a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first rain in Melbourne! Fantastic! BLOODY COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2456890005_fbf8eefd85.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was nice though. 6pm scenery. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/2456890175_975e18363a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/2457718206_2c2e344bc5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Met is actually NOT empty. This is the second half of the platform. First half has 10 dozen people standing there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2457718354_1fb3ac6d4a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. I'm shivering my ass off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be with my baby too... to read the book :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temp: &lt;/span&gt;11.1 deg               &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;I-wish-I-could-be-in-Paris-or-Singapore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1403612472441084197?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1403612472441084197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1403612472441084197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1403612472441084197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1403612472441084197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-5-kwann.html' title='Day 5: Kwann!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4385716997787417252</id><published>2008-05-01T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:47:05.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4: Lazy to blog</title><content type='html'>Today.. I worked in Malaymas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Was kind of a surprise because Jimmy called me the night before and asked whether I could work. It's winter, so there shouldn't be much of a crowd today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and played a little WoW today. Then went off to work.. Sister fetched me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures! For memories sake.. And I wouldn't be working there again.. Not anytime soon anyway. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2454919958_a9da71e256.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the crowd today was so huge! This is the dying part of it.. Today saw full house with a queue and 30 mins waiting time for food. ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2096/2454920026_74ed9653c2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2454920256_ff1348a417.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to pinch soft drinks from the fridge. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3251/2454920354_05ab62acf2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma cooked my favourite hokkien mee! OMG. I finished half of that huge huge bowl. Naughtyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2454093001_2731b344d8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma's shopping list for tmr's operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2284/2454093047_427687ff9b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored after closing and took some pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2454920752_ba813ff4fd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2454093441_d50e905bec.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaymas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2034/2454921006_e4e97ac286.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2454093723_b1139fe144.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where to call if you want good ol' malaysian food that's FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/2454093905_06df3ca92f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another random note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unibrow, wart-alot, armpit haired octopus monster that emerged from Ah Ma's shopping list. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/2454093095_961e5c4166.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temp:&lt;/span&gt; 11.6deg warm!! :D    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; I cried when I saw Ying baby.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4385716997787417252?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4385716997787417252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4385716997787417252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4385716997787417252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4385716997787417252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-4-lazy-to-blog.html' title='Day 4: Lazy to blog'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-9168123676243113905</id><published>2008-04-29T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:05:14.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three: Doncaster and Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Today was rather fulfilling I must say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my beanie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. Because my younger sis has been screaming at me for wanting to buy a beanie yesterday when we were at DFO. =/ She said it was horribly ugly. But I want a beanie so badly and that's about the only thing I want to bring back from Melbourne for my own use. :( so bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my older sis brought me all the way to Doncaster shopping mall today just to get my beanie! -GASPS- so niceeee... But first, she had to bring me to collect Zoe's car from the mechanic's. So we walked down Heidelberg Rd.. Along the way, I had to pose like a fat tourist who has too much time to waste, pixelated as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2373/2452163490_cf98c43de9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, the view is really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2377/2451337243_b1e582a7e5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love the shrubberies they have along the road!! So nice and backward. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2028/2452163642_2f12c4d9af.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sis's stunted body... and beautiful shrubberies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2451337405_09845e3d3e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you squint a little more, you could see the suburbs at the horizon. Quite a breathtaking view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3046/2451337463_d84be50818.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister walking towards Preston-Coburg sign. :D Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3222/2451337533_848f77562b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds here are kinda loco. They fly round and round and round in a circle and I have no idea what they're doing. When I took this picture, I've seen them made their fifth round already.. Bet they're tired by now (12.30 am) and taking a crap on those poor buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2410/2451337603_f9a2c3a38a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of walking and a lot of swirling birds later.. we got our car!! :D It's a ZOOZUKI ZUIFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3018/2452163972_6fbcbe2be7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2121/2452164136_44f6d42c58.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cue choir- Ahhhhh.. The Simpsonnnnnssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3013/2451337915_0ec202e92a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is DONCASTER! Actually, not. It's a fish shop inside the shopping mall, it sells fish and chips and really cheap seafood. Dozen of oysters for $12.. not a bad bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2451338001_8163d50236.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleaming fishiesss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2452164376_518f262c7e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheapass! My sister got a huge fish for $3.50 O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2452164422_ece874a526.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor salmon.. "They're overrated." -Ying, an avid salmon lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2451338241_6da75fd4f5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came our food from the shop! Half dozen baked oysters-scallops with chips and a seafood marinara! My favourite! It wasn't half bad, but the food's kinda pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2451338301_05945d0524.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummmmyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2144/2452164588_863e086c27.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cue choir again- :D plus another breathtaking view of some suburb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2452164626_3f0e8de750.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after buying my beanie and gleefully walking out of the huge huge shopping mall, we crossed the road and my sister happened to pose so elegantly just so she could look pretty in it for once. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2123/2451338445_e8c82a3c56.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ZUIFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2451338517_1a809688a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we tried to pump petrol at the station. Shell has a crappy faulty counter and it kept clicking when I tried to put in more petrol. But.. it's self service!! Can't you see how excited I am?&lt;br /&gt;(Actually not because the counter was being an ass.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2452165062_127a9fe325.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped over at home for a breather and drove over to Malaymas for a great birthday party for Jimmy and his daughter Noey! Loads of kids but you can't see them because they're being blocked by this huge Ang Moh guy whizzing around in the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2452165144_6f9484a697.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drinks and cashier counter. I used to work here for 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2451339017_d3bcc792b0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen! Where the owners would slave through every night to bring good food to Asians and beyond! (Forgive my face, it was horribly distorted by the phone and I'm actually skinny and pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/2452165216_48535724d4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corridor leading to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3280/2451339057_f57aed8408.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More kids! Omg. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2298/2452165400_7b374b92d8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Jia Wei mummy and Ethan!!!! SO CUTE. He's perhaps the cutest baby I've seen in Melbourne. :D The last time I came, Jia Wei only just got married to Sam. Now they have a really cute baby! Awwwwww... &gt;.&lt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3154/2451339169_e3fa66e539.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister tried to snatch Ethan and bring him back.. Jia Wei caught her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2451339241_24a5ddee72.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2255/2451339309_8d5530049f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second bottle of Corona. It's not bad. Jimmy and Ah Ma in the foreground singing care-ree-okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2452165798_8b0fd4b963.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy's vintage toilet.. Upstairs of Malaymas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2451339461_66e92e9a62.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the old toilet flush system! (Top left) It's all rusted already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2451339389_4018b7c86e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the bath tub. Bathed there once.. two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2451339353_e563e504d9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, we headed off to Lygon St to satisfy my cravings! (not this one though.. But they sell decent kebabs. Look at that huge chunk of roasted meat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2452165858_08d7350fa3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ONE. "IL DOLCE FREDDO" a.k.a. Freddo rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2144/2451339723_e4c8893463.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I wouldn't mind paying $679 and 9 hours for. A $5.50 Freddo's ice cream. The only craving I have that lasted two years. YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2451339767_073a03fc32.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing before I end.. Ying flew off today for Paris. Means in exactly 3 months minus 3 days, I wouldn't be having much contact with my beloved. Already, I miss her more than anything and my heart aches for her every single minute. I hope she's all right. She's been on the flight for 10 hours and still has 2 hours to go. God bless her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, dear. Check your email as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda concludes my blog post for today. Can't describe how much I want to just fly to Paris and squeeze her dry with my hugs.. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a random note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottled farts! Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2020/2452273236_f1e598efed_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temp:&lt;/span&gt; 5.6 deg           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; Tired and missing my Ying Ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-9168123676243113905?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/9168123676243113905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=9168123676243113905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/9168123676243113905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/9168123676243113905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-three-doncaster-and-birthdays.html' title='Day Three: Doncaster and Birthdays'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2020/2452273236_f1e598efed_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2030520001618246615</id><published>2008-04-28T20:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:31:54.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Melb Central</title><content type='html'>Today's a fruitful day for me.. Managed to get nice accessories for Poddie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to my sister's internship place, Austin Hospital to look around. Wasn't bad! Looked more like Sofitel. :) Bought a bottle of Lift for $3!        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2264/2449246230_8eabc0b4f7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2449247126_217dd05d62.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis likes this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2192/2448424343_afd873909e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2388/2448424551_e67fdba2e7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2449247878_10950daefe.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older sis and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2449248072_9141221076.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2397/2449248308_f7208256bd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2448425487_f112779fd1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift! Favourite drink in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2449248878_324bed4854.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(@#%()_!@$&amp;amp;!@($*!(*$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the train station and went on my lonesome journey to Melbourne Central. Nice pictures.. and Mars bars for breakfast. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2277/2448425809_7de5bd25da.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2338/2449249064_1647bfe0a2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Melb Central.. Looked around the place and found these!! :D~~~ Salivating no? Charmaine Chow wants Krispy Kreme, Hua likes Nandos, the pirated BreadTalk and supposedly Lu's japanese pancake shop? Not very sure though.. Don't see anything around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3186/2449249968_023a754b71.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2324/2449252812_62b6c69b61.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2187/2449250422_210db8dc68.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2066/2448427697_e3f43b4e41.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to get lost outside this church the last time i came here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/2448428477_070e179522.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2448428779_51b5952cfb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by the Apple store along Elizabeth St before going off to try to hunt for Hungry Jack's.. Meeting my sister there 'cause we're going shopping together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I was supposed to get there at 1.30.. Started looking for it along Swanston St since 12.45... at 1pm, I was at Collins St and there was no sight of Hungry Jack's.. Maybe I'm in the wrong place? So I threw a 50c coin at the Telstra payphone and demanded that I talk to my older sis who's at home and gave me directions to get to Hungry Jack's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out... I turned the wrong way went I reached Swanston and walked 4 blocks the wrong way for nothing. =/ So I made my way back to Hungry Jack's and ta-daaa!! So eye catching loh. How could I have missed it right... Fact is, I did. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2449252910_fb5e6faabd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have Equinox here! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2449251884_2058b0d4e5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2009/2449251984_12f54da8fc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne Library.. Its really nice inside, like the Da Vinci Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2160/2449252258_e9cf800914.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne Central!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2449253334_d9ce7ef5c0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I chanced upon this poor dog who is staring upon the sign of Hungry Jack's.... He's hungry.. ): BUT HE'S SO DAMN CUTE AND SMALL!! I took a little video of him. He looks so lost and abandoned lohhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2107/2448430659_b8cde655a1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Was there for a good 30 mins until its owner emerged from Hungry Jack's....full of burger and fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2344/2449254076_45dd1d0a6d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met my sis and we headed down to Little Bourke St to the Chinatown there and got me a prepaid card! Woo! Local number at last.. Then we went down to Teppansan to eat some cheap Jap food. My sister loved it.. Just that...the look on her face didn't really tell. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2448433757_9257cbfeca.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/2449255046_e170ba23b0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2448432599_5eb3a957c0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmkay. Then the rest are random pictures I took along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/2448433197_638f99acd7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2043/2448433425_255ebf24c5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2449257042_21f336aa3c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!! I took a replica of Ying's clam purse picture :D&lt;br /&gt;Forced my sis to walk one block down to take this pic for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/2449257610_8426511405.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2448435147_1ed5dc2b46.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/2448435645_2d92135a4a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2448436291_decfd9a645.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight alley with a guy walking down is my favourite of the day. Watch out for the daily favourites! :) Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2449255876_46680712ae.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temp:&lt;/span&gt; 6 deg       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; mm'kay        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Limbs:&lt;/span&gt; Cold and numb :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2030520001618246615?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2030520001618246615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2030520001618246615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2030520001618246615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2030520001618246615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-2-melb-central.html' title='Day 2: Melb Central'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1732010468682426472</id><published>2008-04-26T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:03:57.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>I'm in melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to blog.. Will do so tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Ah Ying Ying..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1732010468682426472?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1732010468682426472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1732010468682426472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1732010468682426472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1732010468682426472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2893749498422616513</id><published>2008-04-26T16:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:06:07.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne!</title><content type='html'>School's finally over. Been through quite a bit of good times with Ying.. Didn't regret a single moment of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures of Rachel' party scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2448456779_662da5245f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2449279964_13a7e4519e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying was wearing her shoes and grabbing the door frame of my room when the door decided to slam into her middle finger. She heard a cracking sound and her poor swollen finger now is in a cast.. (some days after the accident) apparently, the door tore her tendon. ): sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice the continuity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3278/2449363942_701c17f240.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2448540735_07005cc7fc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3174/2449364682_c9d3115d79.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Tiger Airways to Melbourne.. Naturally, we had to check in at the budget terminal. But wow.. Singapore's budget terminal is much better than the other terminals I've been in.. Like the Darwin airport. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Budget Terminal!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2279/2449281628_4ed8a6748c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2448458149_0e29e30006.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3004/2449280796_1b0ec603c7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2449280254_7ed2c1bafa.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached Melbourne after two gruelling 4.5 hours back-to-back trips from Singapore to Darwin to Melb. First flight was horrible. Went to toilet 3 times and almost puked. Headache and topsy turvy tummy. ): Landed in Darwin and had Red Rooster for supper. It was gross. Don't eat Red Rooster.. EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second flight wasn't as bad.. 'Cause it was my bedtime and I could sleep very well. :D However, the seats were upright and there was nothing to play. I got my hands on a Sudoku book in Darwin for AU$3.95. So ex loh.. But it was worth it la. Helped me pass time in the weirdest places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. YING GOT ME AN IPOD! :D It's a silver Nano and I named it Poddie. Bet several hundred people also named it Poddie. Oh well.. I was surprised that she actually got me a gift! Damn touched. Wonder what I could do to return the favour. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2278/2449282246_a4e5ce0a79.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had dinner with my sisters and her room mates. Tastes good! =D Well, TV is showing harry potter and the gorbert of fire! I'm kinda sleepy.. See if I can do anything around the house. They're asking me to sweep the floor and whatever. Come here and be slaves. WTH &gt;:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Airport:&lt;br /&gt;My smaller sis's angelic face... -background angels singing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2449281718_f27f715929.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2449282000_1959b2472e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tore out Ying's leg hair.. and volunteered for her to pull mine out. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;This is cleaner than waxing, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2050/2449280170_9d42b41037.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't blow balloons &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/2448540591_a955552cdd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2449363738_c59b43b14d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2449363564_bdbcd13812.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULDNT RESIST!! She was sleeping right beside me and I had a camera on my palm. Haahahahahahahahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2448541511_32b7e118eb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2448541433_64b25944f6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we sent Hua off and they looked so tired.. Whilst I was SO awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2307/2448541345_07dbd92ab6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2448541243_8a21a21243.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2449364124_b0f218faa8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. Temp is kinda warm.. 10 deg? :D Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2893749498422616513?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2893749498422616513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2893749498422616513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2893749498422616513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2893749498422616513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/melbourne.html' title='melbourne!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3365853282876805863</id><published>2008-04-06T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:23:43.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only..</title><content type='html'>there's a self-torture technique that causes extreme pain but does not cause a scar or injury to my bones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have used it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3365853282876805863?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3365853282876805863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3365853282876805863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3365853282876805863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3365853282876805863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only.html' title='if only..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8257133268471197867</id><published>2008-04-06T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:30:48.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions</title><content type='html'>i've been far too busy with fun that i forgot how to study at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, its for good. i'm not going to have any distractions anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever i experienced today tells me nothing but a facade of cynicism and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i could never have enough. i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8257133268471197867?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7004821944272887874</id><published>2008-04-05T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:19:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th april 2008</title><content type='html'>i cried an incredible amount of tears today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still feel lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anything i could do to make myself feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7004821944272887874?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7004821944272887874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1072982033705519014</id><published>2008-04-02T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:01:52.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings...</title><content type='html'>officially, Bloo and Sindee (Ae.De.eM's OC chair) are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five cars got into 3 separate accidents at the Jln Bahar-PIE junction outside the school, at the same time. horrible horrible accidents. One drove off the road and into an abandoned field-trench thingie, two collided head first and into the pillar, whilst a third accident happened on the entrance to PIE where the lorry kissed the butt of another unsuspecting car. Wow wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.. a man in a blue honda wanted to bong the butt of our Mini Cooper because he's an asshole. He didn't see where he was going and when we wanted to turn out from the roundabout, he turned into our lane. Almost hitting our car. After that, he tailgated us all the way up to the SAO building which he was ridiculous childish in doing so. I could have stepped on the brake and make him hit our car and then demand compensation for doing so. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, Ying is very hungry and demands chips. So i gave her potato chip snacks which i feed Tooi with. HAHAHAHA. Woohoo! I got two hamsters in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADM cafe has changed its opening hours to strictly 2-7pm due to the lack of manpower in the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. its 3.20pm and the Cafe is not open. vice president of ADM club has not gone down to open the cafe. WAH! terrible. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk we have to go open the cafe. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1072982033705519014?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1072982033705519014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1072982033705519014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1072982033705519014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1072982033705519014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramblings.html' title='ramblings...'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-447674800122333631</id><published>2008-03-29T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:33:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog lah you!!</title><content type='html'>Ying screamed at me.. so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got nothing much to say. went to maroon 5 concert, went to french embassy, still closing my accounts for JCRC, saw the leaving of the ADM dean, the ADM student cafe's up and running, Hall dinner, hall bbq, final year night.. my last events as a JCRC member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have D&amp;amp;D and FOC to worry about =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. I went to IMM with Ying.. Pepper lunching :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me, we havent been to the beach in an awfully long time, right? I miss the sand and the sea and the sun.. I miss lying around and doing nothing the entire day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study! exams in 2 weeks time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-447674800122333631?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/447674800122333631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=447674800122333631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/447674800122333631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/447674800122333631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-lah-you.html' title='blog lah you!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2945991982224527340</id><published>2008-03-09T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:47:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry</title><content type='html'>forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2945991982224527340?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2945991982224527340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2945991982224527340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2945991982224527340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2945991982224527340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3336717833967357461</id><published>2008-03-09T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:21:29.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24458218@N05/2318170761/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2318170761_9ce909b677_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24458218@N05/2318170761/"&gt;Bored..&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24458218@N05/"&gt;szeteng87&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BLAH!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3336717833967357461?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3336717833967357461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3336717833967357461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3336717833967357461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3336717833967357461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/03/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2318170761_9ce909b677_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3587859485213942940</id><published>2008-03-08T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:52:30.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?!</title><content type='html'>I got myself a Flickr account as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rocks better than Photobucket, its proven. And I was wondering how Ying could upload so many pictures in so little time. Now I'm considering getting Wordpress as well. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures galore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Grease Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hall BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Day outs with Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3210/2318941298_55838bbf8d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/2318133247_42a8738de5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/2318942904_e3ddc04a03_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2354/2318943870_91a449cc85_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2049/2318134451_877398a702_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2264/2318945132_00ffd2f5a3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2318945760_c5985e525d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2393/2318946300_85c5f30723_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2406/2318946928_c0db987df8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2054/2318947540_8bf27d292c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2104/2318948580_757c80870a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2010/2318162921_ede54ab270_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2318163685_f6cfd9fee7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2318164503_c401253227_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2226/2318974500_a06c48d1cb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2270/2318165829_ffcc70299a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2318975590_e3b4db96c6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2318167105_d2e3acbb03_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/2318977036_01708b7ee6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/2318168691_ac2802a33f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/2318978556_69687796a4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/2318979022_d3ff9216e1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="NO!" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2318939220_80aeed4a73_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3587859485213942940?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3587859485213942940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3587859485213942940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3587859485213942940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3587859485213942940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3210/2318941298_55838bbf8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-910009457461754627</id><published>2008-02-17T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:55:00.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so angry, Teng?</title><content type='html'>I don't know.. The more I think about it, the more intense it becomes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-910009457461754627?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/910009457461754627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=910009457461754627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/910009457461754627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/910009457461754627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/why.html' title='why so angry, Teng?'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6355850587596153327</id><published>2008-02-17T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:01:50.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's bothering you?</title><content type='html'>There's nothing I can do about it now.. I'm tired, I'm exhausted, my passion and drive that I found one and a half semesters ago is almost in non-existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't please both parties. Must upset one. And I seriously don't mind quitting SP for my academics. But what's there to redeem anymore? They do not want explanations. They care not what I do with my time. All they bother about is the work being done and I'm not the least bit helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so utterly drained and worn out. Today I had the pleasure of thinking about my entire world, its future and beyond in one hour. The thinking was immense.. Could write an entire thesis on it.. But it'd be so emotional and gloomy, I wouldn't mind blowing my head off after putting that full-stop in the last page of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to keep me to cling on to whatever that's left in this last one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like slashing my hands just to enjoy the pain for a second. That'll be nice... There's a new razor in Ying's cupboard... Hmmm... Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6355850587596153327?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6355850587596153327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6355850587596153327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6355850587596153327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6355850587596153327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-so-angry-teng.html' title='what&apos;s bothering you?'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8575895942217555398</id><published>2008-02-17T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:54:21.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so frustrated, teng?</title><content type='html'>I don't know.. The more time passes by, the more helpless I feel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8575895942217555398?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8575895942217555398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8575895942217555398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8575895942217555398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8575895942217555398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-so-frustrated-teng.html' title='why so frustrated, teng?'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-613906670098236343</id><published>2008-02-15T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:00:50.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know</title><content type='html'>With a head full of things cluttered till its limit, Ying fetched me down to Lido to have a little farewell dinner with my sis. Little sister is going to Melbourne tomorrow to start her dentistry course. She's my favourite sister and I wouldn't do anything to miss her sending off. Ya'en scolded me for not attending the rehearsal today just because I had to go for the farewell dinner. But what good does it do if I had to skip the dinner for the rehearsal? I'd rather have quit SP than to skip that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Well, what do you want to say.. Its not like you have a lot of time to blog.. So here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. The things that are starting to pile up. The lack of sleep and play. The countless hours rehearsing lines that do not make sense. The zombied hours trying to keep awake during class. The reimbursements that I've not given out since the start of January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all taking a huge toll on my body, physically. emotionally and mentally. All because of SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste my time again. With full intentions to start my second year with good grades and ZERO lecture skipping, its not happening this semester. My grades are slipping away, my work is left virtually untouched and I do not know my tutorial mates for my Thermodynamics tutorial (simply because I've not attended a single lesson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate SP. More so, I fucking hell hate the person who wanted to procrastinate and do nothing about SP till December. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will I ever attempt to do this ever again. Put my trust on somebody who's supposed to be so damn insignificant in my life and blowing sanity out of my head. Because of you, my financial work has doubled. Because of you, my chances of getting honours are almost zero. Because of you, Hall 3 looks like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sponsors. No money. No time. No organisation. No responsibility. No commitment. No sense of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why this sense of hatred and spite came out so strongly. Must be due to an event that occurred earlier on that triggered this... Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-613906670098236343?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/613906670098236343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=613906670098236343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/613906670098236343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/613906670098236343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know.html' title='i don&apos;t know'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5110993926678489865</id><published>2008-02-08T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:40:29.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>My only chinese idiom to you guys: ANG BAO ZUE ZUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.. Stayed up till 4am last night trying to play stupid games and wasting time. Then woke up at 4pm the next day, only to find my relatives are coming over to visit. Made a fool out of myself. Gah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a cold and some sore throats this morning because of the stupid air con. I should sleep with fan more often. The blanket was stiff like hell and the bed so soft that it gave me backaches. Ended up breathing through my mouth which gave me a bad sore throat and worse sleep. No quality sleep at all, which made me totally lethargic and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like asswipe crap that wouldn't come off no matter how you wipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ very very gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a lot of things this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;By Saturday&lt;br /&gt;  -Read all the journal articles and come up with a Research Setting&lt;br /&gt;By Monday&lt;br /&gt;  -Finish my discussion questions for BF326&lt;br /&gt;  -Study for quiz BF212&lt;br /&gt;  -Finish my Finance stuff and hand in&lt;br /&gt;  -Drop by Doreen's office to pick up stuff&lt;br /&gt;  -Hand in tickets and invoice to Fin Office&lt;br /&gt;  -Reimburse my committee during formal meeting&lt;br /&gt;  -Formal meeting, remember to be updated by FOC and reimbursement amount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;  -Finish Qn 3&amp;amp;4 of my BF322 report&lt;br /&gt;  -Compile the BF322 report+presentation due Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap. There's just too many things to do. Bah fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5110993926678489865?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5110993926678489865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5110993926678489865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5110993926678489865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5110993926678489865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6827551288007833246</id><published>2008-02-06T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:42:21.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brevk down!</title><content type='html'>Special Productions, Freshmen Orientation, JCRC, financial prodecures, a growing heap of homework yet to be done.. Late nights and chronic lack of sleep.. Up to the recent rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.. There's not enough cash in my accounts.. There's not enough time to do everything I'd like to do.. My brain's saturated as it is.. Been skipping 5 weeks of lectures.. It's not the way to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I to do? I feel like I've not done enough. But no matter how I try, I can't think hard enough to analyse my journals and texts as much as I want to. What happened to the Teng that was so clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel useless.. Stupid. Senseless. Directionless. Tired. And utterly baffled at my stupor. What was I thinking?! Taking Thermodynamics and overloading my 4th semester when my 5th and 6th semesters are lacking of a lot of credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you collect lots of ang baos and not gain weight. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6827551288007833246?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6827551288007833246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6827551288007833246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6827551288007833246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6827551288007833246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/02/bre-v-k-down.html' title='bre&lt;s&gt;v&lt;/s&gt;k down!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2142737407545284567</id><published>2008-01-31T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:36:25.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>Chronic lack of it, actually. Been so busy in and out of hall that I've been neglecting my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drum!!! MEH MEH MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my point. I have been going for all my classes except for my Thermodynamics class. Been skipping ALL its classes because I feel too tired and there's the option of online lecture. Mmhmm. -waggles eyebrows-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings are for homework, online lectures and finance stuff. My evenings are mostly spent doing finance and FOC canvassings.. Nights are totally burnt for SP rehearsals which last all the way till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I'm so physically and mentally tired that I broke down twice two days before because of the bad finances of SP and the tremendous workload.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start being constructive to my group mates in all my courses. Its totally terrible to begin with. My group in Research Methods has decided to do Banking Loyalty in Singapore. Something really basic and most probably fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my darling one-of-a-kind hamster-faced Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2142737407545284567?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2142737407545284567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2142737407545284567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2142737407545284567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2142737407545284567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5565035316040879754</id><published>2008-01-27T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T03:17:18.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh..</title><content type='html'>This blog deserves some attention. I'll be plogging more than blogging now. P for picture, for those who don't know. There'd be more pictures than words in my blogs because a pictures speaks a thousand words. And that's good enough. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly remember what happened this week. It's all in a mess in my memory. Can't tell tuesdays from mondays from fridays. All I see is your face.. and a huge pile of homework on my desk. Hahahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I put pictures in my blog to remind me of what happened the past week of events leading up to this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Jan: Walking on Level 8 with Ying.. Nothing much, just admiring the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00353.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00352.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Jan: We went to Breko at Holland Village to eat. Shortly after I coincided with Kai Yang and Wei Chin from my secondary school. Later, I missed Kai Yang's surprise birthday bash. I'm sorry.. It was really urgent. Baaahh.. And the fire extinguisher was gonna fall on Ying's head any moment. Hahahaha. The chicken wings was fantabulous! Omg. Never had chicken wings so great. Their steak was not half bad too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00373.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Jan: Ying and I stumbled across the wrong lecture theatre, they were talking about trusses and stresses and civil engineering stuff. So I happily missed the second tutorial and all 6 lectures of my Thermody and Kinetic of Mat module. Lol.. Thus Ying sulked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sulk.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Sulk.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Jan: Donated blood but got rejected :D So Ying (who is terribly terrified of needles) donated instead. Poor baby. She almost screamed and ran out of the ward with needles sticking out of her hand. So as a token of appreciation, the nice people at the donation drive gave her her favourite colour as her hand band. PINK! So cooool!! I'm proud of you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00401.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Jan: Cheerleading competitions, Hall 3 didn't win this year. But I didn't expect Hall 1 to get any price as well. It was a lousy performance by them. Stunts were so-so and they had a huge load of mistakes. Didn't understand why they were chosen over Hall 13 for a prize. Baaahh.. Anyway I met up with Huineng (!!), Charmaine Chow Big One, Tricia Darling and Gigillian during the cheerleading. Coolios!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I was starving like a mad cow and wanted some food. So Ying drove me, Tricia and Gillian to Holland V for NYDC supper. Yummy!! I ordered Pigs Can Fly and it was still as fantabulous as ever! But I wanna try the baked rice that Tricia Darling ordered. So yummy!! Omg.. Corn never tasted so good with rice. And its so spicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were leaving Holland V and Trish darl got jealous of us and she took some photos of us cuddling up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Jan: Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Ying's house after school to have dinner and stay over. Decided to cut her hair 'cause it was so damn freakin' long and I wanted to do something nice to her hair for a change. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time giving somebody a haircut! And it turned out to be soooooo gooooood. Oh my goodness! -insert auntie action- I knowwww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start charging dear for all the haircuts I'm gonna give her. It's better than the Hair Pride haircut we had on New Year's Eve. Lol.. So cool can. $38 for first time.. Mehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00432.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks so happy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you could compare her hair to the blood donation one. It's so much shorter and neater now. I like!! Can't stop grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Jan: Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in darling's arms and went about eating the yummy raw fish porridge at Tiong Bahru. Oh so filling! So yummy! Her year 2 shirt was finally printed and she looked so happy wearing it lah. It's so funny!! I can't stand ADMers. They're all so fun to be with.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00434.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00434.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went down to the National Museum to meet up with daddy. Ying spent a couple of hours there looking at the exhibits with Lu and Elmer.. I want to see the exhibits too! No fair!! Bahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got bored working at the clinic and my eyes were popping from all the words of my Credit Analysis book so I took a few pictures of my surrounds. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00436.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge wall of medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's obsessed with huge things lah. And I also happen to know that he has a huge piece of equipment. -Cough- You know what I mean. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, daddy brought me about to see basketball boys and buy $100 worth of 4D before dropping me off at home. Ling was having a little BBQ farewell party. She's flying off in mid-Feb. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying picked me up to go for dinner......at Timbre! Hahahahah. I love their Hawaiian! It's awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some fries and wings and pizza, we drove to Meyer Road to spend some quiet chit chat time together, knowing each other more and laughing my butt off till my tummy hurts like crap. Took some pretty pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00443.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00446.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00446.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying's wallet has her debit card imprinted into its leather. Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00445.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. Then I reached home at about 1.30am. Saw Mini owners everywhere! They're all so proud to be Mini owners :D We're like having a social gathering of Mini's or something. I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for bringing so much colour and fun into my life. Everyday's more exciting than the day before. =) I love being with you and I'd never give that up for anything else in the world.. Except homework. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5565035316040879754?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5565035316040879754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5565035316040879754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5565035316040879754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5565035316040879754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4710329581360900271</id><published>2008-01-20T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:32:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Cycrops and Best Friends</title><content type='html'>I've never met anyone quite like you. This post is what I should feel about you, about being my lover and also, being my best friend. However, as much as I've put all my brain matter into gathering my feelings and thoughts into coherent words, there's probably no possible way of putting it as rightly as I could feel it running through my veins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished Blogger had protected posts but dangnabbit.. We'll just make do with this very public post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my entire life, I've never been able to talk to anybody the way I could with you. I don't feel scared or terrified about letting you know my past, or my deep darkest secrets.. I don't feel insecure whenever I walk into a lecture theatre all alone anymore. You understood my jokes better than anybody in the world and it makes me all warm and more-than-just-fuzzy inside. You treat me indifferently, though I'm really kind of freaky and geekish and the likes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you felt that it was kind of bad to have your best friend to also be your lover. It meant that if we were to quarrel, there's nobody to pour our feelings to, and nobody else to get advice from. But I never felt awkward or uncomfortable whenever I share my insecurities with you. And you with me.. You don't have to compare ourselves with other couples. We're a self-sufficient god-damned planetarium, just on our own, I swear. There's nobody else in this world who can complement me the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to start a fight, the only people to resolve that fight is us, and us alone. Nobody else can figure our problems for us. Nobody else can understand our love for each other more than ourselves. And nobody knows me that way you do.. I hope the same goes for you too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we have any disagreements, it'd be best if we share our insecurities with each other rather than to get hot-headed over the problems and obstacles that come our way. Its a journey that we're embarking on together, and we have to go through this hand-in-hand. There's no other way to go about doing this than this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years, 5 years, 7 years, 10 years.. I don't care about numbers. All I know is that I have to go through all these with you. And that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, honey. And I will never let you go for anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving-you-and-missing-you-so-much-that-I'm-actually-crying-like-an-ass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4710329581360900271?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4710329581360900271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4710329581360900271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4710329581360900271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4710329581360900271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/crying-cycrops-and-best-friends.html' title='Crying Cycrops and Best Friends'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3404611483448389353</id><published>2008-01-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:52:40.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more and more photos!</title><content type='html'>FLOOD THIS PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mostly testing my photography skills and my very adorable 3 mega pixels Cyber Shot phone :] yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ADM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/ADM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00142-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00142-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corrosive ADM pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ADM2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/ADM2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BabanaGiraffe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/BabanaGiraffe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate answer to any question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Answers1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Answers1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRC Track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SRC.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/SRC.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black coffee and sugar at Kuriya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SugarandCoffee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/SugarandCoffee.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored during lecture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PencilandNotes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/PencilandNotes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bamboo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Bamboo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TORTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00273.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00273.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shimmering Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GaryGodzilla.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/GaryGodzilla.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GaryGodzilla3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/GaryGodzilla3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LingandAhma.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/LingandAhma.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HuiduanKuriya.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/HuiduanKuriya.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. Got more photos to upload but I guess I'll do it another time. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3404611483448389353?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3404611483448389353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3404611483448389353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3404611483448389353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3404611483448389353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-and-more-photos.html' title='more and more photos!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8045647540275306533</id><published>2008-01-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:35:31.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuttlefish and malt candy</title><content type='html'>This was what I tasted last night and it lingered in my mouth for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've not been blogging for a long time! Ahh.. Its been a satisfying 2nd week of school. A lot of homework piling up and I shouldn't procrastinate anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent last weekend with Ying and family, studying Business Finance and eating a lot of funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Tried to donate blood but was rejected 'cause I was anaemic.&lt;br /&gt;. Found out I have 4 hardcore modules this semester&lt;br /&gt;. 2 lectures behind my material science elective&lt;br /&gt;. Played Drum Mania like there's not tomorrow (I'm level 29-35 now!)&lt;br /&gt;. Skipped an entire week's worth of SP rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;. Missed the table tennis competitions&lt;br /&gt;. Lost the basketball and netball competitions to eventual champions&lt;br /&gt;. Slept in Ying's arms every night :D&lt;br /&gt;. Found a new pet called Gary Godzilla Snailo, the intergalactic shimering shimmier!&lt;br /&gt;. Had a hall event, Funfest, and Ying came down to support hall events for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;. Had more than 5 bowls of Oyster Mee Sua from Shih Lin.&lt;br /&gt;. Went to JP almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;. Stopped doing almost every other thing so that I could spend more time with Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to blog now. Gotta do some homework before its too late!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you. And you'd probably have no idea how much, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8045647540275306533?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8045647540275306533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8045647540275306533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8045647540275306533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8045647540275306533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/cuttlefish-and-malt-candy.html' title='cuttlefish and malt candy'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6614339285261039858</id><published>2008-01-07T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:20:23.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember</title><content type='html'>Two times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stop feeding me too much. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6614339285261039858?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6614339285261039858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6614339285261039858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6614339285261039858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6614339285261039858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember.html' title='remember'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8167307727489805861</id><published>2008-01-07T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:19:12.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Started!</title><content type='html'>Past few days has been not bad.. =) I managed to eat some home-cooked food for once! Not had some for more than 6 months now, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick recap of what I've done for the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;. Mr Teoh and his horrigible English&lt;br /&gt;. Sushi Tei and the horrible 40 mins wait for my family members&lt;br /&gt;. My very own pint of Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream!&lt;br /&gt;. Played drum mania till level 20 at Suntec :D&lt;br /&gt;. Accompanied Ying to drums class&lt;br /&gt;. Sent Xuan and Long off at airport&lt;br /&gt;. Slept over for the second time at Ying's house&lt;br /&gt;. Ying's mum now knows that I'm her girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;. Dinner at Chung Kee with Ying's family&lt;br /&gt;. Drove the Mini to Jay Pee!!&lt;br /&gt;. Won a basketball match against Hall 8.. Sadly we underperformed.&lt;br /&gt;.. Sat in ADM class of New Media with Ying for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;.. Ying crashed my BF212 math class :D&lt;br /&gt;.. Anniversary dinner later tonight&lt;br /&gt;.. Skipping netball practice&lt;br /&gt;.. JCRC and SP meetings at 10&lt;br /&gt;.. Got Ying a book and a tissue box as her anniversary presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Shall update pictures and whatnots soon! I have homework to do that I've not d&lt;br /&gt;done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boohoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8167307727489805861?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8167307727489805861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8167307727489805861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8167307727489805861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8167307727489805861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-started.html' title='School&apos;s Started!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1202948074710375834</id><published>2008-01-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:49:27.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos!</title><content type='html'>Emptied out my memory stick in my new handphone again.. Ahh. Photobucket has some work to do now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lonely so was fooling around with dear's clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00192.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00209.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00214.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00223.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing, Ying?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of 2007!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MAZDAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supreme Court: Solarized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00244.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00245.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00254.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00255.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00258.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00258.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan and Ying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00265.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum Mania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00264.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! More pictures next time! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1202948074710375834?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1202948074710375834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1202948074710375834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1202948074710375834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1202948074710375834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/photos.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1590422944539606430</id><published>2008-01-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:04:15.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog now!</title><content type='html'>Ahh. Finally having some time for myself and Skype.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th Dec - 31st Dec&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ying's house on Sunday night to have dinner with the family. Mmm.. Popiah. Yum! Aunty was cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the Wii and watched Boo the movie. Then pretty much procrastinated my Sunday night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3.30am and woke up at 8.45 am.. Was quite tired but couldn't sleep further. Went for breakfast at Adam Road with Xuan and Ying.. Then went back again at 1 plus and took a nap till 3 plus. Hahahahaha. Procrastinators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, got a hair cut at Hair Pride!! Omg so expensive! But I guess its good thing. I found out the Hair Pride Card I have stuck on my chip board gives me 30% off hair services. Wow! So cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feels the inner aunty dominating for a while-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our new hair cut and Ying's funky hair style, we went to her family friend's place to eat dinner. Omg!! Huge turkey and a lot of food.. So full so full. Still can feel the turkey tumbling in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off to play at the Bugis arcade before walking over to the Padang to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year, darling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. This year's new year celebration is special. I've never spent the new year quite like that before. And I don't mind doing it again and again for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - 2nd Jan&lt;br /&gt;Daytime was spent with Xuan and Ying running around the arcade at PS and eating fried mars bars for the first time. Yummy! :D Spent pretty much of my night time at home, doing nothing and lazing around. Had peranakan food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next day to a painful tummy and horrible horrible nightmares. I certainly don't want to experience that again. But other than that, my day started out pretty well. Got a free ride to NTU and then procrastinated till 5pm. Had a Grease rehearsal at 2pm so.. Yeah was pretty much late for 3 hours. But it's all worth it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a new dance segment for We Go Together and Greased Lightning. Must start memorising my lines and do a bit more work on Mooning. Yep yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have a one hour break before the rehearsal part II later. I'm so damn allergic to the carpets in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-starts biting the carpet off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. Shall do my financial stuff now. Later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1590422944539606430?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1590422944539606430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1590422944539606430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1590422944539606430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1590422944539606430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-now.html' title='Blog now!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1439862244418737</id><published>2008-01-01T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:27:45.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution</title><content type='html'>Happy new year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2007 has seen quite a few things in making history. The economic boom, subprime mortgage crash, assasination of PM Bhutto, floating NDP (which I never saw) amongst many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also received the bestest present of my life. I'm so thankful for where I am.. You came at the most opportune of time. You have no idea how much I wanted you to call as my own. Awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.. Didn't mean to cry last night. But it definitely was a good one. At least I felt lighter after that. Thanks for the warmth you provided me with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been strangely relaxing yet hectic at the same time. Don't know why the days whizzed past so fast. Summer breaks have never sped by so fast before. I guess I've been enjoying it so much I forgot how much time was spent laying in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic, I want to write about my new year's resolution. I've been a lousy time planner last year. School work was always secondary. Well, that's not right. I will be having a very very difficult time this coming semester. 2 final year cores, 1 mathematical core that almost killed the entire cohort last semester. I need to get one more elective, else I'd need to overload for other semesters. Also, there'd be the financial portfolio to take care of. Special Project, Freshmen Orientation, Dinner and Dance all have to go through me. Baaaah. Bad!! I need to start acting like a university student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key to master all these is time management, discipline and prioritising. I've seen how you work. And I could almost feel the pain. These make up the key to get a few distinctions for my academic work and I really want to get an honours degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte, Teng. If other people can do it, you can do it too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jia you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1439862244418737?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1439862244418737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1439862244418737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1439862244418737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1439862244418737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolution.html' title='resolution'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7723575862675845703</id><published>2007-12-30T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:08:13.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the history</title><content type='html'>Reading my blog history just urks me. Made me nauseous and stopped me from popping another Mo Far Kor into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.. Disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7723575862675845703?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7723575862675845703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7723575862675845703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7723575862675845703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7723575862675845703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/history.html' title='the history'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2488956846542535032</id><published>2007-12-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:01:21.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>Don't really have a title for this post. Kinda tired to think of one.. Brain dead. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Mr Teoh, my tutee, to give him some tuition and pointers. Ying was with me so things went on pretty smooth. He wanted some quick fix books and asked me to meet on Sunday to pass him some books and audio tapes so that he can listen to them while driving. =\ English can't be learnt overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how the word "learnt" comes out as a spelling error on Ying's browser.. Anyway, back to the topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night (FINALLY!!) in her arms.. =) I like! I learnt so much about you.. It just makes me fall deeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up rather early.. Prepared to go IMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Pepper Lunch!! Oh. My. Goodness. The food is absolutely scrumptious and yummy tasting! Right now, I'm still craving for it. Darling when can we go back to have more Shimo's Fury? -pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an excellent easy-to-read self-help grammar book for Mr Teoh. Its called Grammar Sucks. And its loaded with humour! However, I'm not sure whether he would appreciate the humour or be totally offended by it. -cowers- Please don't kill me! I read through it once, and it did help me understand better grammar and the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon driving around, in the ECP and finally at Waterside condominiums, waiting for my friend's party to start. Idling around Singapore, I took some pictures. Will post them up later when I'm back at my laptop. It's been giving me trouble. Can't even start it now.. Sigh, must be the short circuits back at home that caused it. Next time must remember to bring my battery and hand phone charger ahhhh.. Smack you head! HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party at my secondary school friend's place was boring. Its more like a gathering and its at gatherings like these I don't feel like I'm part of the group. Most of the time, I was laying around the classroom doing absolutely nothing, or outside the classroom hanging out with my then-girlfriend, or sleeping, or hanging out with my other friend. I'm the kind of person who's totally disconnected from the world. Like a loner.. Sort of. I just can't connect.. Always wished I was in the other room. On the other side. In another school. At home. Whatever that's not where I was then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a torturous 4 hours, Girl finally brought me home and I got to work on Mr Teoh's stuff. Read the book halfway and decided enough was enough and went to sleep. The book was really really easy to read, but I just couldn't go on reading anymore. Can't even lift my laptop up from my lap. Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 930, right after Daddy has left for the clinic and went around the house doing nothing. Wanted to get out as early as possible so that I could reach hall quick and charge my dead phone. Supposed to have an appointment with Mr Teoh this afternoon but he's got too many things on. So what seemed to be the next best idea was to search for English grammar podcasts for him. Ended up falling asleep on dear's bed. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna skip my Grease rehearsal and go for a dinner with Ying and family. Meeting her mom for the first time so I'm really kind of nervous. -shudders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! YOU BIG WUSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night didn't bring hand phone charger or your laptop battery 'cause you thought they were far too heavy to include in the laptop bag. And you quitted Half Life even before the mission started. Now you have trouble dealing with Ying's mama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-slaps self and bishes head on table-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get changed, ass hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orh... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have a feeling I'm suffering from a mild case of schizophrenia. Terrible..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2488956846542535032?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2488956846542535032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2488956846542535032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2488956846542535032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2488956846542535032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5813142021287854203</id><published>2007-12-28T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:37:24.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gragh!</title><content type='html'>I miss you so much that when I see you, I'll squeeze the life out of you. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and realised something is definitely missing here. I feel so empty and void of energy. Skipped softball support this morning 'cause I could hardly open my eyes. Slept till 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to play some Half-Life to past time.. But even before the zombies and scary creatures come out, I quit the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH TENG YOU SISSY WUSS!! You make Wizard of Oz look so good. BAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-slaps self-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to read Flanimals later while supporting bridge or badminton. Very boring to support people actually. =\ Don't know what to do. Cheer? Shut up? Cheer? Shut up? But I know I'm very noisy.. Which doesn't really make a difference. Just cheer la, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying's coming back this late afternoon. I wish we would be able to spend dinner and the night together.. There's nothing on tonight, which is good. Maybe I could see her mom or something. But, that aside, COME BACK QUICK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is getting sour and yoghurty from all that waiting. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty and void..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5813142021287854203?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5813142021287854203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5813142021287854203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5813142021287854203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5813142021287854203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/gragh.html' title='gragh!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-744586604944226774</id><published>2007-12-27T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:16:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost weight lah!!!</title><content type='html'>Bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're getting so fat. Waiting for the day to crush your love in bed is it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-slaps self so hard-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSE THOSE KGs HAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-744586604944226774?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/744586604944226774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=744586604944226774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/744586604944226774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/744586604944226774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/lost-weight-lah.html' title='lost weight lah!!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-378732978713341023</id><published>2007-12-27T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:00:13.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh!!</title><content type='html'>Waking up early might be a good thing afterall. Our netball match won 37-6 against Hall 12. But Hall 12 wasn't that good, which was why we could win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're into the quarterfinals!! I'm so happy!! First time my netball team has entered the QFs in my Hall 3 lifetime.. Hehe. The freshies were the one. Without them we wouldn't have played so well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table tennis was at noon. We're through to QFs too! Also first time. :] Happy! We beat Hall 1 this time. Was thrashed by them two weeks ago. But since we're in the losers pool together, Jing Da did a very good tactical move and fed me to the IVP player. -wails loudly- I lost my match 0-3. But we won 3-2 overall. Close fight! Especially Jing Da's males doubles match. Last set that sealed the victory was 15-13. Deuced thrice.. Very lucky indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darts team is undefeated this year again.. Semi finals and finals are still going on. But I'm confident that they'll at least get a silver medal back for us to polish. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP's been giving me trouble again, this time at the SAO side. Meg wants a budget proposal breakdown of all our canvassing income so that it'll justify our huge expenditures. First huge receipt was 2.5k for the booking of the Singapore Repetoire Theatre and it's only 30%. =\ Troublesome. They're spending everything on music tracks and what-nots that is not actually required. Really need them to buck up financially. I have an SP rehearsal tonight.. Gahh.. All this thinking is making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, you should know that I'm missing you like crap and my emo face is popping out already. Been staring at my phone for your pictures all day long and that's all I can concentrate on. Baaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. You've been pulling that face very often, even when your face was swollen on the right side. :X Be good and eat more decent proper seafood-less food, okay? Then you wouldn't get such a huge allergic reaction next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep. Need to shower then MAYBE cycle down to join my Carrom team for our annual victory dinner. :D Happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, will blog again later when I'm free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-378732978713341023?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/378732978713341023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=378732978713341023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/378732978713341023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/378732978713341023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7455779036634057707</id><published>2007-12-27T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:45:53.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>Ying left me a couple of private blog posts to keep me company on the 2 and 1/2 days that she'll be away. Sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8.24 today, all tired and moodless. The room smells as good as ever.. But something is missing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Qi asked me last night whether we were together. =\ It was an awkward conversation.. I felt like I've known you for an eternity, but when she asked for the age of the relationship, all I could muster was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a few weeks.." &lt;/span&gt;Was a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Was looking for the mouse touchpad on this computer. o.O Stupidly twirling circles at the bottom of the keyboard. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redbull. I want Redbull or 100 Plus. :( Feels so lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. Time to go now. 8.44..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things on today:&lt;br /&gt;10 am - Netball Competition&lt;br /&gt;12 noon - Table Tennis&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon - SAO receipts thingie&lt;br /&gt;6 pm - Carrom Victory Dinner&lt;br /&gt;7 pm - Cast Rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;Night - Free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please get more rest, Teng.. Stop wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7455779036634057707?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7455779036634057707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7455779036634057707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7455779036634057707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7455779036634057707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1339063015567281669</id><published>2007-12-26T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:32:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>benchwarming</title><content type='html'>Its a seriously addictive hobby. You should try it one day.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to my darling's kisses. I'm sorry but it was a natural reflex to duck when I heard somebody's lips near me while I was asleep. x( Poor girl still has her right eye swollen, her arms stiff and my morning breath in her face. =( Then we laid in bed and happily skipped my table tennis practice which I thought was non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSE FOR ME, PAYAYA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hide!! Here comes Hall Officer auntie :D~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in Mac's.. It was funny 'cause there wasn't any chilli to go with my fries. Refuse to bring down my stamina for a few measly pieces of fries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. We drove to SRC and Ying suddenly hyperventilated from nowhere. Scared the shit out of me.. Really. And I'm sorry for being so insensitive and stupid. Should have let you go home earlier instead of driving around like a nut job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball was.. lousy. I warmed the bench for a good 36 mins and managed to play only the remaining 4 mins of the game. We played at our lousiest. Luckily the other team wasn't as good either. So we won 42-14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was still disappointed at how the team played. I wanted to contribute so much more but they refused to let me down to the playing field. Gaaaaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. My toes dropped off from missing Ying dearest too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-attempts to stick them back with Elephant brand super glue-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had netball training.. Did nothing much. Netball trainings are boring. I didn't have a specific designation so was the defending Centre this time. -yawns- Took more pictures with my lovely camera. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball and lampost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Netballandlamp1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/Netballandlamp1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRC skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying's gone off to KL on a cruise trip and will only return on Friday.. I'll miss her so much. We've been meeting everyday for the past 22 days and this is the first time we'll be apart for such a long time. I'm seriously gonna get abdominal cramps and leprosy on my toes.. It'll be worse than starving and eating raw fish in Survivor. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe my baby. I miss you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its time for.. Ying's nude pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in your arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your eyes, as you love mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't take my swollen right eye!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya looking at?! She's mine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have no idea how much I'm missing you right now....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1339063015567281669?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1339063015567281669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1339063015567281669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1339063015567281669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1339063015567281669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/benchwarming.html' title='benchwarming'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3909576708920791476</id><published>2007-12-25T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:49:26.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ying-a-ling-ding</title><content type='html'>Its 8.15 pm now.. Took me an entire day to produce the previous blog post. Omg. So now I'm blogging about Ying!! I miss you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently waiting for my brother to come home so that we can FINALLY start our Christmas Day dinner. He's 1 hour 20 mins late.. And he had a car. Very. Very. Irresponsible. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the main topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached straight back to my hostel from Malaysia. Kor kor dropped me off while Ying promptly drove all the way back from her house to pick me up for a little drive and dinner at somewhere we haven't decided yet at that point in time. Played a little bit on the bed.. Made her hold her breath for a minute or so and her face almost turned blue. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at 9 plus we went down to Holland V for dinner at NYDC and took a few really nice pictures. :D I swear I'm becoming a very good photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Playing with my spaghetti meatballs!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crying cyclops 'cause I ingested the other meatball eye. So sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After what seemed to be a totally carnivorous meal made of cow and cow meat, we walked over to Haagen Dazs for a little midnight snack and walked around Holland V aimlessly, trying to explore the place a bit. Never been there for a long time now.. Lots of things have changed..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went back to NTU (WHY OH WHY?!) to let me drive around nonsensically on Christmas eve night.. Trying to find a little spot to have a nice view of the industrial park. ADM was filled with grubby couples and a drinking session with loads of empty beer bottles strewn all over the place.. Took a few pictures of the very nice ADM building with me lying on the cold hard, rather comfortable floor.. Everything's meant to be upside down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there were huge toads making those noisy mating noises.. And so I tried to take a little picture of one. Adjust your screen brightness to spot the toad in the foreground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool aye? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally found a spot near Hall 1 where we have this unobstructed view of the Benoi industrial park with two huge chimneys of burning methane that never seemed to run out. 'Twas a very special way of spending my Christmas countdown. My first, actually, to spend it with a loved one in such a unique, special and breathtaking way. The things you do.. They're simply..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-starts to twirl around in circles around the room-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas Day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up to the sounds of my uncle Hong Boon and his girlfriend in the living room. Daddy excused me from work and dragged Ling and Girl to work instead. :D COOL! 9 hours of sleep today! So happy. Been so chronically lack of sleep I can hardly remember any details unless I see photographs. Decided to be a happy girl 'cause my one and only wish came true this year. Took cheeky photos with the Christmas Tree in my house whilst waiting for Ying to finish her Christmas present thingie.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ChristmasTree1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/ChristmasTree1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the tree before dinner time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ChristmasTree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/ChristmasTree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today Ying and I went down to Orchard in an attempt to watch I Am Legend. But its sold out everywhere. Cathay &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;PS.. So we settled for National Treasure instead. Didn't watch the first episode but the second was not bad! I liked everything. Nicholas Cage is very smart in the film. So cliche that he always get the smart roles. =\ Then we went around to window shop.. for 5 mins, before walking back to Wheelock and roll Mini Cooker slowly to my place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way, I took quite a few pictures of the Mini Pimple and skyline as we roved down ECP before Sheares Bridge..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pimple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MiniPimple.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/MiniPimple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Crane Graveyard, as Ying so affectionately calls it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wondrous beautiful vanilla skies that I couldn't stand not taking a picture of.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00150.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of my favourite skyline views.. Looks like a booming cloud with the sun hiding behind.. Doom (or hope) impending over the CBD skyscrapers. &lt;em&gt;Me overcast you with me shadow! Roar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd have to reiterate that I'm really getting very good with the moving-car-and-taking-pictures skills. I tried to capture a little image of her steering wheel but to no avail. The stupid camera couldn't focus properly. Was always out of focus everytime I try to take a shot. =\ But I still beginning to love my phone a lot. I'm photo-blogging now! Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh oh oh.. She got me a pair of magic monkey boxers and sewed me a little Pon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing beats a handmade gift. =) Was so touched by her story of fat ugly mutated babanas. Poor darling and her little dainty fingers.. and I feel so bad not getting her any presents at all. Its a terrible feeling. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love all these little things that she does. Like notes scribbled on Kleenex and colour pencils..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner was fantabulous! With all kinds of food I've never seen before in my life.. Probably because this is one of the more decent Christmas dinners I've eaten so far. Daddy didn't complain about the food which is good!! -nods in unison- Had roast pork 'cause the in-laws gave them to us this morning.. Have to make good use of the meat before it goes soggy. Yummy! Very nice indeed. Ying thought of lou-ing pork since this Christmas dinner made it feel like the Chinese reunion dinner. Everybody's at the table.. Quite a rare sight. We don't usually have dinners like that. It's either you cook and we eat seperate, or we go out and eat seperate with our own friends. =\ Not really bonded, is it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darling is down with a strange bout of allergy reaction that sends shivers down my spine. Poor girl!! I wish I could do something to make it all better.. Take the frown away from your face or make it less swollen and itchy.. Sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever happened to standard protocols?! I can't even go down to accompany my dearest as she lays there, fighting her battle alone with jabs and nebulizers sticking into her mouth. Daaaaaah!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-bishes head against table-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=( my Ying.. Poor thing. Sigh.. 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So will be doing a whole list of blogging whilst waiting for dearest to finish her family present thingie then come down and fetch me to catch a movie. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience of driving to Labis at night was harrowing. Very, very scary to drive in the dark with only your headlights and the tail lights of the cars in front. No streetlamps and guiders are barely visible! My handphone was sitting comfortably next to me whilst I was transiting between my subconscious states. Its tiring to just sit in the car. But after seeing how my mom was driving, 110 km/h to observe the speed limit, and every other car are travelling at 130~150 km/h, I couldn't sleep. Possibly my last visions before a crash or something. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after screaming incessantly in the tiny little car, we made it to Labis at 10.30 pm. My tummy was starving and yearning for some good protein action. Went straight to the dining room and found leftovers!! Yum! :D My granny's cooking was still as good as ever.. However the duck soup could have been better. Ate till my tummy almost bursted. Little sister had been complaining about going for satay and outside food, so she dragged my brother and uncle to eat at some zi char restoran down the road. My handphone was happily charging itself in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was totally exhausted from the drive and food and a small can of Carlsberg that I promptly propped myself onto the sofa and joined the other kids to watch Ratatouille. But even before halfway through, my mom pulled out a mattress from the bedroom and I rolled myself from the sofa onto the bed and fell into deep slumber. My two sisters joined me on the small super single bed in the middle of the fairly large living room and we all slept like logs throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange dream I had.. You were with me on the bed, 4 of us girls on a little bed, and I was stroking your face while you laid asleep snug in my arms. Kong kong walked past and I realised I was dreaming. But your sharp jaw lines looked so vivid and real in the night light.. I wonder if I was really dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7 pm Christmas evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, back to blogging!! On Day 2 at Labis, woke up at 8 am. Early!! First time in many many years that I've woken up this early in Labis. I'd usually sleep till 12 or 1 to ensure that I still had my &lt;em&gt;growing girl&lt;/em&gt; sleep quota. But its cool.. 'Cause I had bak kut teh for breakfast!! OMG!! First time eating bak kut teh back here in Labis for a good 10 years or more.. Partly because of my love of sleep and my laziness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating halfway, this black stray kitten came to try rubbing its body against our legs. But.. Its a horribly ugly kitten soaked in sewage and bleeding hind legs. Its wet fur outlined perfectly the small scrawny body. Nauseating. Ugh.. But overall very happy because I fulfilled my craving for Labis bak kut teh! Ah! The best bak kut teh I've ever eaten. And believe me, I've eaten so many bak kut teh from Singapore they don't even come close to my hometown's one. Hmmm.. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, Mummy brought us to bai bai at the temple behind our house. I love to go temple praying. Been praying there since before I could remember. :) Nostalgic. 80c for a bunch of joss sticks and RM5 for a bunch of hell paper and candles and joss sticks. So... I BOUGHT THE HELL PAPER PACKAGE. Muahahaha. I love to burn stuff.. So this is not an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enthusiasm on my face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying crescendo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after which I took some pictures of the Sky God altar, the 10 am Sun and my mom rolling out the driveway while I was still engrossed in taking the pictures. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after managing to run after mummy's car and jumping into the boot just as she zoomed down the street.. We went off to see some kampong houses. I never knew there'd be any kampong houses left at Labis, but I was wrong! :D Happy!! My first kampong house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap yeap! There were chickens everywhere. Even on the roofs.. Heheh. And we went off to get my sister's hair cut, my hair dyed and my elder siblings have their Sothy's facials. Very cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red hair emo and brown hair cheeky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00071.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and my brother.. Although the two pictures looked the same :D On purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during which we went to get Meltz from KFC next door and Big Gulp from 7-11.. But.. The Big Gulp has ants swimming in them. Disgusting.. I was drinking a whole cup of ants. Just don't think about it and it'll be fine. Protein!! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With half a full stomache, we went back to change for a while into our Red Red Shirts.. Sashaying around like big red Ang Bao's.. So it'd be the last time I'll see granny's house for a long time. Which I happily took a couple more pictures of the house I grew up in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Jalan Segamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 40 year old Rambutan tree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we reached the new and renovated G&amp;amp;D Restoran, a.k.a. Jia Yao Cheng.. The best Malaysian restaurant in Johor. Took a picture with my brother and my cousin trying to act cool when the main focus was the sign board. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three very cool Buddhas staring right at the main door.. Artistic and very feng shui-ed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I trying to look alike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister was awed by the fact that Labis people like to wail into the KTV set on the stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two huge projectors at each side of the stage. Then the people would come upstage and take turns to wail VERY LOUDLY into the microphones, thinking that the speakers are too soft and they're always in tune. Which I begged and begged and begged to differ. -cries- Almost couldn't eat my food with a straight face. Gah! We had a few stuffs to gobble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dish was Deep Fried Ee Mian with Sauce. Second was a cold dish with samosas, fake abalone, fried yam (yummy) and loads more. Third dish Lemon Chicken and Roast Duck. Fourth was Pig Trotters with Sea Cucumber and Fried Man Tou. Fifth was Steamed Promfet. Sixth was some pumpkin dish that I didn't like. Seventh was Fried Prawns in Mayonnaise and Assorted Fruits. Eighth was Whole Coconuts and Coconut Jelly!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONUNUTS!! Woo!! My uncles and aunties and brothers brought all the conunuts from each table and placed them in front of me and took a picture. Disgusting. I'm going to hell for gluttony. Lol.. Will upload the picture when I get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photos from the birthday lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wedding cake on birthday!? Oh my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first picture with my sister-in-law! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00115.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second time meeting my Kong Kong's siblings. They're really cute!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00114.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we were on our way back to Singapore!! It's really funny seeing my brother drive at 120 km/h down the little highway back to the N-S Highway. Look ma! 4 fingers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I managed to catch a lot of pictures that looked really cool! But I'll just post one up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/DSC00117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Nice. I took so many pictures. Getting to be a pro in this. :D The car picture snapper. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had this incredulous jam in Tuas second link. Jammed for 1 hour. O.O omg. But we managed to get into the fastest lane so it wasn't as bad as others. Safely back at home.. And into&lt;br /&gt;Ying's arms. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed you so much, my toe nails almost dropped off..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2586671509375035617?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2586671509375035617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2586671509375035617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2586671509375035617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2586671509375035617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/labis.html' title='labis!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8000757440789096686</id><published>2007-12-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:59:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you..</title><content type='html'>too tired to blog. Shall blog tmr whilst doing my receipts and claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8000757440789096686?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8000757440789096686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8000757440789096686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8000757440789096686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8000757440789096686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6839808359870696229</id><published>2007-12-21T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:27:18.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pill popping</title><content type='html'>It's not as fun as it sounds. Just means that my tummy is still giving me troubles and right now, its farting like mad, tumbling like a washing machine with old smelly socks and hurting to the sound of my daddy's tapdance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rather uneventful morning. Table tennis practice and I didn't even get to play with a table with proper net and players. Got a new song on my MP3 from Shaun the hot guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!! An afternoon nap I so truly deserve! Slept from 2pm and snoozed my alarm all the way till 4.30.. =\ The snooze button is either one of the best or worst inventions in alarm clock history. A little chat with Ying dearest made me fully awake.. Plus a nice cold Redbull to boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss drinking Redbull. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was off to do a little of my receipts thingie and Stepmania. It rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Fantasia event was wonderfully done. Decoration is by far one of the best I've seen in Hall 3 events history. Angel did a wonderful job directing her subcommers. However my JCRC choir did a pretty bad job with the songs. I was standing next to a tone-deaf friend and the sopranos. Gah.. Sharp? Flat? Sharp? Flat? I DON'T KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't blame you for what you did. It was partly my fault for losing my temper like that. So don't blame yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What you said to me this morning.. was the most beautiful thing that would remain in my heart for the longest time. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6839808359870696229?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6839808359870696229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6839808359870696229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6839808359870696229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6839808359870696229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/pill-popping.html' title='pill popping'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8927192234060219753</id><published>2007-12-19T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:36:45.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carrom gold!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ah!!! We defended our championship for the 3rd time!! My second gold medal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although Ron didn't pass me my gold medal last year. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YING'S BACK!! I can't wait! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8927192234060219753?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8927192234060219753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8927192234060219753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8927192234060219753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8927192234060219753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/carrom-gold.html' title='carrom gold!!!!!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3635473218310739950</id><published>2007-12-19T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:34:30.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flatulence</title><content type='html'>My most used word on 18th December, 2007. ARGH! I had more gas on Tuesday than the sum of my entire life. Kinda brought Ying's house down with my foul smelling gas. Gah. It's so much worse than the garbage truck. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got very ill on Monday 'cause of some bad food I had the day before. =\ Almost fainted in carrom competition. Forfeited the board and Ying brought me to see the doctor and I got my first jab of the year. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puke and diarrhea are not a good combination at all. Died. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ying dearest for being there for me. Nobody has ever taken care of me like that before. And although it was standard protocol for you, its one of the sweetest things I've ever experienced. =) Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so much better after popping 4 Lomotil pills and 2 Carbon tablets last night. Though the diarrhea is still there, it's not as often as yesterday. Shall take some more Carbon tablets later. My stomache is hurting like bird crap flying south for the winter. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rubs tummy in small circular motions-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lu's birthday bash tonight. Will try my best to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a basketball match later. I want to go down and cheer for them. :) Should be all right to do so. Ying's coming up to see me soon. Brrrrrrrrrrm. The soft hum of her little Mini Cooker. :D I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. Doing a little blogging and paperwork before going out with Ying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-starts to doze a little on the table-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3635473218310739950?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3635473218310739950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3635473218310739950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3635473218310739950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3635473218310739950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/flatulence.html' title='flatulence'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4300457758138544932</id><published>2007-12-18T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:48:33.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>I'm really lost for words. Everything you do is the sweetest and most thoughtful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has ever taken care of me like that before. And you did a great job at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very much better now.. Will do my best at the competition later. Won't let all of you guys down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get enough rest. It hurts me to see you so tired. And you're not old! I'll make sure you're fitter than all the animators in the world and let you kick their asses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't it make my brown eyes blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4300457758138544932?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4300457758138544932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4300457758138544932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4300457758138544932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4300457758138544932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4575024702262732557</id><published>2007-12-16T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:49:35.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundays</title><content type='html'>I woke up to the sound of banging doors and a shouting man. And after a little tight conversation, I fell promptly onto my bed again. Can't sleep. My mind was all ready to hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch at Ying's place was good! Lu made this superb Japanese curry and tamago. Simple, but definitely home-cooked and loving it. =) Lu's really nice and hospitable. Ying's CREEPY. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball with Ying and Lu after shopping at Video Ezy, Cold Storage and 2 movies back-to-back. Felt good to feel my muscles warm up again. We all need the sun. Animators must go for tanning sessions with Teng to feel more creative, happy and euphoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time with Daddy-in-law and family at the duck rice stall at Buona Vista. Yum!! I love their duck rice. Never fail to impress me with the oh-so-nice duck sauce. Its dark brown, gooey and yummy. And..I don't want to know what goes into the sauce. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepmania. Again. Then... Off to drive in her little miata. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the best rides I've ever been on. Like a roller coaster with rubber tires. Went down the big hulking road after passing NTU and into Camp Christine where we drove with high beam. I...was so afraid of looking into the bushes for signs of unlife.. Its really scary, but exciting! No roof over your heads and all you see if a nice brown-maroonish sky filled with stars and a thin piece of cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To spend another Sunday with you.. Or maybe, all my Sundays with you. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4575024702262732557?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4575024702262732557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4575024702262732557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4575024702262732557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4575024702262732557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/sundays.html' title='sundays'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8653383622998415156</id><published>2007-12-16T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:47:54.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tingly</title><content type='html'>The sensation that starts at the back of my head and down my spine, into my oesophagus and tumbles in my tummy for a good few seconds every time I think of you so very fondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been wonderful, from the day I met you in front of Swensen's.. Every day is something refreshing and sleep is only secondary. I'm starting to behave a little like you.. That's creepy. Lol. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged Ying to PLAY, watched this little dance competition. Not a clue who was on the stage. Then went to Zouk to hang out with all the other girls. Usually, I'd pay more attention to the music and drinks and friends, but I can't concentrate on any other thing than the look on your face, your eyes and your everything. Even at the dance competition, your face flooded my vision. Very, very distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutton soup at Spize is...one of the most wonderful mutton soup I've ever taken. Its the &lt;i&gt; best&lt;/i&gt;. Really. And cheap too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-felt the inner aunty dominate for a moment-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. Wonderful. Exciting. Refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Kwann daddy for the first time. Dinner at Seoul Garden is great! I love their chicken meat. HEE HEE. -retarded grin- Very nice!! Daddy, mummy, daughter and daughter-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. My computer is lagging badly. I shall go back to Skype with Ying. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast tmr with Ying and her sister. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolness. Well, gotta go. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8653383622998415156?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8653383622998415156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8653383622998415156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8653383622998415156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8653383622998415156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/tingly.html' title='tingly'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5536776002575927098</id><published>2007-12-10T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:18:52.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jingle bells</title><content type='html'>Choir practice was fun! I learnt how to use my diaphragm and be less toned-deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sis didn't manage to go to Mt Kinabalu today 'cause Dad was worried she'd lose her life with all the mudslides and slippery rocks and strong winds and monsoon going on. =\ Sometimes, Daddy's not so bad. Its his approach that's really harsh on the kids. I wish he learn some soft skills so that we wouldn't feel so dissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itinerary for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;10 - Table Tennis Practice&lt;br /&gt;1230 - Netball Training (SRC)&lt;br /&gt;2 to 10 - Caroling&lt;br /&gt;4 - Basketball Training (NIE)&lt;br /&gt;8 - Carrom Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clashes here and there. =\ Not to mention to pay my hostel fees and submit receipts that are waaaayyyy overdue. Need to submit my CPF form as well, which means I need to drop by Popular to get some fresh envelopes and a &lt;em&gt;Golden Dragon&lt;/em&gt; Spraypaint. :D Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying's been the sweetest girl on Earth. Drove me to work, drove me back from work, got me transformers, brought me to breakfast and lunch. Holding my hand throughout :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Although I really did not want to bother her. Its really tiring to drive.. My eyes always pop out with I crawl my way around the carpark at home. Thanks a million, girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is bliss.. -grins-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5536776002575927098?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5536776002575927098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5536776002575927098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5536776002575927098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5536776002575927098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/jingle-bells.html' title='jingle bells'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-203193686092461435</id><published>2007-12-10T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:52:28.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning!</title><content type='html'>Just woke up with Ying my arms. :] Ahhh.. Heavenly bliss found on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6kg to lose. I'm getting fatter actually. Should stop snacking. ROAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn Choir songs&lt;br /&gt;Go for Choir practice&lt;br /&gt;Go for night work at daddy's clinic&lt;br /&gt;Carrom training after that&lt;br /&gt;Get allowance from dad or I'll starve, theoretically anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Ying's waiting for me to go back down. :D Breakfast time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-203193686092461435?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/203193686092461435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=203193686092461435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/203193686092461435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/203193686092461435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/morning.html' title='morning!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-4425378692172925422</id><published>2007-12-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:45:12.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dangnabbit!</title><content type='html'>ahaha. Put that title for no reason whatsoever. It just sounds really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn choir songs&lt;br /&gt;Get a daily jogging schedule&lt;br /&gt;Sign receipts and submit&lt;br /&gt;Read my books :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Revise my budget &lt;-- WAYYYY overdue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay hostel fees&lt;br /&gt;Submit CPF form&lt;br /&gt;Practise guitar&lt;br /&gt;Drink more water&lt;br /&gt;Be more proactive in hall&lt;br /&gt;Get some good rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Time for Transformers and laundry!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you smell good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-4425378692172925422?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/4425378692172925422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=4425378692172925422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4425378692172925422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/4425378692172925422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/dangnabbit.html' title='dangnabbit!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1974032736923181811</id><published>2007-12-09T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:10:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drudge</title><content type='html'>Couldn't wake up for work this morning. Called Ying only to find her asleep as well. Hahaha. =) It's good to hear her voice when all you want to do is to sleep in her arms.. Felt like I was in hall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, got up late. Daddy was later, but he conveniently put the blame on me for being as slow as a lifeless cucumber. Bah. Felt like flinging phonebooks at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Dian Xiao Er. Wasn't all too bad. Tried Kolo Mee across the mall and it was surprisingly good. Hmm!~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5, I'm very full and falling asleep. Sun is slow and warm and very welcoming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comeeee to Lala Land... My child..... Comeeeee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-proceeds to lie on the sofa and become a lifeless cucumber-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1974032736923181811?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1974032736923181811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1974032736923181811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1974032736923181811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1974032736923181811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/drudge.html' title='drudge'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8258649524228836013</id><published>2007-12-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:24:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weight</title><content type='html'>Need to lose 6kg more to my ideal weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise exercise diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are hurting at its joints. No idea what caused it.. Hopefully it wouldn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/szeteng87/toilet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love spending time with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and Skype rocks! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8258649524228836013?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8258649524228836013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8258649524228836013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8258649524228836013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8258649524228836013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/weight.html' title='weight'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-691181714958349439</id><published>2007-12-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:10:03.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sand castles</title><content type='html'>Today was incredibly tiring.. until 4pm came. Wasn't tired anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheares hall thrashed our hall in basketball. Leaving the court bruised, battered and utterly out of breath, I couldn't contain my excitement. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS RAINING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yessssssss..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected of a JCRC member. Tsk tsk. Ms Fin Sec, what's come over you? -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach, first time in a gazillion years. Never seen sandcastles in real life before.. 'Twas my first! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Castles Can Fly"... I wonder if they really can. =\ it'll be really creepy if you're on flight and you see a huge castle flying beside the aircraft. O.O I'd freak out for a while.. then proceed to throw buckets of water at the castle. MELT YOU FOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach is fun. Don't let other people tell you otherwise. We braved the sewage, walked past a graveyard, almost ate some live fish and saw squid ink in the distance. Wasn't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun set sucks when you have to leave at 630 :( they're horrible. You should get the meteorological center to ban the sun from setting after 7. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coconuts, chicken wings and satay. They all tasted awefully great. Never had such nice wings and coconuts for years! And it was accompanied by the sweetest, funniest and most eccentric girl I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eccentric is good. Really. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip, walk, jump, talk, shout, sing, laugh, hold and kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I would want to do with you until the end of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the things you've done for me.. I appreciate every single bit of it, even if it was just nonsensical chatter over the Internet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-691181714958349439?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/691181714958349439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=691181714958349439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/691181714958349439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/691181714958349439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/sand-castles.html' title='sand castles'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1739933580610130322</id><published>2007-12-08T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:09:35.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>body aches</title><content type='html'>AHHH!! I'm aching all over. Tomorrow will be having a match with Sheare's Hall. Need to focus on warming the bench. Yep. Very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Publicity guy just dropped me a stink bomb. Receipts. My worse nightmare.. because half of them are waayyyy past deadline and I almost wanted to strangle him whole. But was on the phone with darling dearest and thus, the happy mood. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are going pale. I wonder where all the blood is going to. :/ Wierdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys R Us has some &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;freaky stuff inside. Little Pony, beheaded dolls and sex toys strewn all over the previously innocent shop. Gah. Nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh!! I love pasta!! Yummies!! Feel like eating Pasta Mania or Delifrance or Cafe Cartel right now. Didn't get enough of the Aglio Olio I had for lunch. =) One of the best lunches I had this whole semester. Your eyes are *&lt;em&gt;pretty*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I'm going a little mad. But this feeling is downright awesome.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I APPROVE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Shiokness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay LAH. I'm going to do some work already LAH. Waiting for tmr to come. Mmmm.. Arts Fac food in NUS waiting for me. Yumms. :D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wonder when i got back my monstrous appetite..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1739933580610130322?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1739933580610130322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1739933580610130322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1739933580610130322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1739933580610130322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/body-aches.html' title='body aches'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3097706007461505529</id><published>2007-12-07T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:03:19.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry!</title><content type='html'>Blah. No time to blog. I'm going off to play hide and seek under the covers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was.. amazingly refreshing after an utterly exhausting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm starting to have a lot of wrinkles, eye bags and dark eye rings. It's really your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where's you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3097706007461505529?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3097706007461505529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3097706007461505529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3097706007461505529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3097706007461505529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry.html' title='sorry!'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-1443600734953565829</id><published>2007-12-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:41:57.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all your fault</title><content type='html'>Lost my appetite&lt;br /&gt;Start to procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;Broke my punctuality record&lt;br /&gt;Drank water like mad&lt;br /&gt;Lost weight&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to myself out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Skipped to trainings&lt;br /&gt;Laughed off a serious injury to my head&lt;br /&gt;Stopped thinking of other things&lt;br /&gt;Disappear from hall activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I'm gonna have a sore throat and runny nose soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its all your fault that I can't stop thinking about you.. Every moment I'm away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gah. I keel you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my breath away..&lt;br /&gt;As quick as you took my heart away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-1443600734953565829?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/1443600734953565829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=1443600734953565829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1443600734953565829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/1443600734953565829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-all-your-fault.html' title='its all your fault'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-8587462719065689171</id><published>2007-12-04T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:58:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Sky Day..</title><content type='html'>Waking up.. so softly. That smile on your face, I'd never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advent Children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've watched that movie more times than my fingers can count, we both were amazed, excited and surprised at every turn. Particle animation, logarithms, real motions, cosmetic surgery and of course, you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe-struck at the things you could do. First bashing drums and tables, then violins, and now guitar. The music, the strumming, the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepmania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I see somebody playing with only one hand. But you did the songs better than me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody as perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired too. But to spend a night with you in my arms makes everything seem worth it. To wake you up every time you take a nap, to make you smile like an idiot, to make you feel the same way as I do about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let go of your hands! No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You &lt;/em&gt;make it impossible for me to get enough of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. Every thought is flooded by you. I miss you so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This wierd feeling inside my belly.. Feels good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-8587462719065689171?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/8587462719065689171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=8587462719065689171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8587462719065689171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/8587462719065689171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/grey-sky-day.html' title='Grey Sky Day..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2790292250662274476</id><published>2007-12-03T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:41:02.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words..</title><content type='html'>Make up a Polish movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made up the songs that we sang together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Became incoherent after 3am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe how beautiful you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't keep my eyes off you. And I can't keep my mind off you. Every passing second, every warm breath I take, every letter I type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I was braver too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were waiting for the first move. I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I didn't want to. Sickness has got the better side of me. Paralysed. What should I do? Well.. I should go and wail some songs to myself.. And please feed myself something. Why don't I have the appetite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're all I want. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I get better.. Just wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give my all to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd risk my life to feel your body next to mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I can't go on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;get well soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2790292250662274476?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2790292250662274476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2790292250662274476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2790292250662274476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2790292250662274476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/words.html' title='words..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5879644216373836567</id><published>2007-12-03T06:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T06:12:50.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and..</title><content type='html'>thank you for talking nonsense with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vattle snakes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5879644216373836567?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5879644216373836567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5879644216373836567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5879644216373836567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5879644216373836567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title='and..'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7456446052478872107</id><published>2007-12-03T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T06:11:31.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6am</title><content type='html'>Yea I know, its late. Can't sleep.. I wished. I hoped. I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do everything but sleep. She should be asleep by now. I am... Feeling really horrible right now. Stopped her from sleeping again. I should have left earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye lids are getting heavier. But I only wished she's outside my door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7456446052478872107?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7456446052478872107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7456446052478872107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7456446052478872107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7456446052478872107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/6am.html' title='6am'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-3976080986848547357</id><published>2007-12-02T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:02:08.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trembling</title><content type='html'>partly because of the fever, partly because of something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what's gotten into my tummy. It's all messed up. I can't think straight. I can't sit still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to get my act together. OMG I realised I threw my jacket into the washer. I'm so gonna freeze to death later. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait !!&gt;.&lt; Nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-3976080986848547357?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/3976080986848547357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=3976080986848547357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3976080986848547357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/3976080986848547357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/trembling.html' title='trembling'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-6564582406161021376</id><published>2007-12-02T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:36:26.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stoned</title><content type='html'>Had a little more sleep tonight. But it wasn't very comfortable. My bedroom at home is freakishly cold and dusty. Got up with a cold, flu and sore throat, all at once. Gah! -sniffs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's clinic today good business.. and he gave me allowance!! Happy! Hahaha. Gosh, now I can buy 4 more clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetite's been dropping these few days. I'll take it as a good thing. Been parading water all morning and afternoon. I just want to get better. Choir camp is tomorrow. :/ I can only wheeze at this rate, not sing. Ah. I'm taking medicine as well. Good good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back hall tonight, may blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to sit in the car again. -grins like an idiot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to West Coast Park and touch the sand, feel the air and look at the sky. Just sitting there, enjoying peace for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting heavy, but, I can't sleep. Not at this hour! Hehe. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-6564582406161021376?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/6564582406161021376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=6564582406161021376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6564582406161021376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/6564582406161021376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/stoned.html' title='stoned'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-7173862901066889529</id><published>2007-12-02T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:43:27.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont fade away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah you and me we ride on a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you stay with me girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could rule the world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sure we can... One potato at a time. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-7173862901066889529?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/7173862901066889529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=7173862901066889529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7173862901066889529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/7173862901066889529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-fade-away.html' title='dont fade away'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-5146343839350713649</id><published>2007-12-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:47:25.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>kwann says: c'mon&lt;br /&gt;kwann says: get high&lt;br /&gt;kwann says: YING HIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I could just die there. Ying high. The new kind of high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADDY!! -runs after daddy with chopper- :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-5146343839350713649?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/5146343839350713649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=5146343839350713649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5146343839350713649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/5146343839350713649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/oo.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009319.post-2003963329816415885</id><published>2007-12-01T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:10:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot</title><content type='html'>that i blogged this morning. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. My memory's failing me..and so is my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINK MORE WATER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-continues chugging-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009319-2003963329816415885?l=i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/feeds/2003963329816415885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009319&amp;postID=2003963329816415885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2003963329816415885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009319/posts/default/2003963329816415885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-aint-so-nice-afterall.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot'/><author><name>i-aint-so-nice-afterall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723277787517420709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
