<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976</id><updated>2011-05-03T20:58:53.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces Of A Dream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>427</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-6061040575855453509</id><published>2007-09-06T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T03:17:45.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm closing this dear abode of mine and write somewhere else. Wasn't easy for me to make this decision, it has been 3 years after all. But oh well, the tagboard's not working for me anyway I can't see a msg from anyone. I may or may not resume writing here. Haha but seriously who cares? I don't even know who reads about my life anymore =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieus for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-6061040575855453509?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/6061040575855453509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=6061040575855453509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6061040575855453509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6061040575855453509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-closing-this-dear-abode-of-mine-and.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2308752056809346645</id><published>2007-09-04T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:29:33.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My right eye has a problem again. I'm worried there's something wrong with me. Like what if it's not the eye, and the problem lies deeper? Hmmm who cares? Hah the most become blind or what lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2308752056809346645?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2308752056809346645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2308752056809346645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2308752056809346645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2308752056809346645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-right-eye-has-problem-again.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-7437185079877657833</id><published>2007-08-27T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T01:42:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I ever want and hope, is just for the people around me, my loved ones, to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-7437185079877657833?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/7437185079877657833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=7437185079877657833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/7437185079877657833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/7437185079877657833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-i-ever-want-and-hope-is-just-for.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-6118865123033063839</id><published>2007-08-23T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:40:53.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm suffering a major horrible breakout after threading on Monday. Ugly tiny red bumps and pimples all over my face especially the forehead. And I'm eating a lot these days, always eating in the middle of the night that kind. So now I'm fatter and I have skin problems. And my flight has been put forward to 27th to NYC. Great, just great. How to turn up at work with my face like that? I'll scare off the passengers and the remaining ones will lose their appetite. So anyone who can advise on quick treatments please let me know ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness I'm gonna buy a new laptop soon! (: My brother's gonna help me buy at the coming Comex Fair. What a darling *gags* Anyway I'm glad that this time I'm gonna pay it out of my own pocket, by installments that is. But it also means I have lesser money from my pay to spend each month -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debpui twisted her knee, injured the MCL, similar to what Duck kena that time. Haiyo tml I shall be your personal servant ok? Since you've been such a good one to me for the past 18 months :X hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna go down to look for food :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-6118865123033063839?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/6118865123033063839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=6118865123033063839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6118865123033063839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6118865123033063839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-suffering-major-horrible-breakout.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-1954670611477230657</id><published>2007-08-23T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:10:31.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How is it possible for anyone to get plagued by so many disappointments in one day? Am I expecting too much? Do I look like an ATM machine? How can I be so fucking suay to get my flight push forward to 27th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel like I'm being made use of but I can't help it. It's as if having a job now increase my ATM machine appeal. And then I really wanna be understanding about the circumstances, that I should wait till there is a perfect week where nothing can go wrong when no one can say they can't make it. Yet really, when can that be? It's almost like impossible. I can't deny I feel let down. I do empathize other's circumstances but can anyone understand mine? As a cabin crew currently I only have 9 off days in Singapore. How many times do I have to go enjoy a night with my girls especially when everyone is so busy now? I'm sorry if I sound like one selfish bitch now, I know I sound like one now. But try being in my shoes for one moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I right to say this "sooner or later be forgotten"? I just.. just feel really miserable right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-1954670611477230657?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/1954670611477230657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=1954670611477230657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1954670611477230657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1954670611477230657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-is-it-possible-for-anyone-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-957971425080686593</id><published>2007-08-11T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:37:39.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to take 1 hr nap before I start on doing notes and study for tomorrow's flight back to Japan. Business class galley is what I dread the most, and I'm stuck with this duty as well on the way back to Singapore. Let's pray hard that I don't screw up and actually remember what I'm required to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping was very satisfactory just now. Too satisfactory until I kept brooding over the damage I'd done to my pocket. Thank goodness my per diem is in already heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-957971425080686593?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/957971425080686593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=957971425080686593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/957971425080686593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/957971425080686593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-going-to-take-1-hr-nap-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4529695661103030762</id><published>2007-08-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:02:41.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My effing goodness everything is in Japanese when I log into Blogger -.- Anyway, hello hello I'm in Japan now. Was just watching The L Word; it's really good and yes I'm more able to stomach the contents than before :P So, NYC tomorrow! Can't wait actually. One thing for sure the shopping is gonna be great! Not gonna let anything bring me down so positive positive positive thinking all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny corresponding with my parents through the email. I find it highly amusing la.&lt;br /&gt;I feel rather guilty for probably judging my brother's friend too soon. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap it's 9pm already and I haven't done any studying for tomorrow's flight. Hmmm maybe just one more episode.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4529695661103030762?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4529695661103030762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4529695661103030762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4529695661103030762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4529695661103030762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-effing-goodness-everything-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2307565399011920677</id><published>2007-08-06T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:36:22.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My flight was freaking delayed for nearly 2 bloody hours last night. One good thing that came outta it was that I didn't hafta go back to the office for briefing. The flights were ok, the seniors and instructors I got were great, especially on the way to Japan I enjoyed a lot. Then I come to think about my situation. It isn't so bad after all, I do enjoy the job I just hate being away from home so much. And then I compare myself to my maid; I'm so much more fortunate than her such that I get to call home and be home for a few days before I fly again, whereas for her she has to be away from home for 2 whole years - the only means of communication is through letters which take so long to send out and receive, because calling is too expensive. And here I am complaining and crying about being away too often. This is the problem with most people now, they complain too much about their life without thinking that it isn't so bad after all, that there are others who aren't as lucky, who would love to exchange places with them. I'm ashamed to be such a person. I'll just continue this for as long as I could la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel like the oldest sister instead of the other way round. My brothers are kinda running wild again like before. I've nagged and preached and nagged again until they hafta stop me like how they stop my parents' naggings. Whatever la, I just hope they come to their senses and stop being so stupid asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally after like what, 4 months? I went back to RP for floorball training. My goodness only one shift into the game and I'm panting like nobody's business, so tiring man I wonder how I did it last time. I was blah and blur in drills, I can no longer do 1st-time shots nor can I do slap shots, not that I've tried the latter yet because I'm so confident of embarrassing myself. Alas, I hafta face the fact that I've dropped 10-storeys; I didn't use to be good, and now I'm just plain blah bad. And I used to think I could juggle both my job and floorball, how wrong I am. Hate to admit that I get the pangs when I think about the past or read about current floorball stuff going on or just listening to people telling me about floorball. It made me realise how much I miss.. everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is waging some war against me, can't view my cbox tagboard neither can I enter cbox site so yes people I can't see and I don't know what you guys have been typing in my tagboard. And whenever I do a right click on any folder I get some funny CA antivirus shit popping up. My room is a mess despite packing it a million times, my toilet always have those tiny roaches running about goodness knows where the hell they come from. And I have no time to fix everything! Or maybe I'll do once I stop procrastinating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, 10 days from now shall we Play again people? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2307565399011920677?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2307565399011920677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2307565399011920677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2307565399011920677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2307565399011920677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-flight-was-freaking-delayed-for.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2661709218607361986</id><published>2007-08-03T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T12:44:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello it's been a long time since I'd last updated. Kinda, scratch that, extremely lazy to blog again actually haha. Tomorrow I'll be doing a turnaround as my 2nd flight pattern. Not looking forward to it as usual. After last week's fiasco, I'm not so eager anymore, despite enjoying the LAX flights in and out, sigh. I know I shouldn't be complaining and stuff about my job, considering it's quite a coveted one, but still... Honestly it's not as glamourous as it looks man (not that I'd ever thought of it as one). There's so much hard work and so many things to memorize here and there, not that simple as it looks. And I'll most probably miss birthdays and &lt;b&gt;important dates&lt;/b&gt; can. I've missed my best friend's 21st + soon-missing-more-birthdays + soon-missing-3-months !! This is not how I like to spend my life, missing important occasions here and there because I hafta fly. I know it sounds so childish.. I miss my home too much as well.. And you, especially whenever I hafta work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya so many things la damn sian when I think about it. What else can help me pull through but the thought of being independent earning my own bucks and shopping overseas, which I'd very much prefer doing it with closed ones. This sucks I'm complaining too much. ARGH. They are right by saying training was the best period coz it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing NY pattern this Tuesday, will be back on Aug 15th I think. Until then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2661709218607361986?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2661709218607361986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2661709218607361986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2661709218607361986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2661709218607361986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-its-been-long-time-since-id-last.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2172657498907296267</id><published>2007-07-17T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T01:04:54.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel like I'm stuck in the moment, and I just can't get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;In low spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days to release of the Deathly Hallows. Shall bring that along with me this sunday instead of lappie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2172657498907296267?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2172657498907296267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2172657498907296267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2172657498907296267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2172657498907296267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/07/feel-like-im-stuck-in-moment-and-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4149908690097667312</id><published>2007-07-15T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:27:09.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO DARLINGS I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Well was yesterday la actually. AND I'VE WATCHED HARRY POTTER TOO! Don't know why this time round like not very nice seh. Oh well what can I say my expectations are high la BUT I STILL LIKE IT ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My godma has a new pup, and its name is Choco. VERY CUTE OK looks so similar to my 17+ years old toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, meet Choco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p4g_StnEEhw/Rpo2EEF-0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Pc1iqrGptDI/s1600-h/15072007371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p4g_StnEEhw/Rpo2EEF-0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Pc1iqrGptDI/s320/15072007371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087438172514603426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4149908690097667312?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4149908690097667312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4149908690097667312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4149908690097667312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4149908690097667312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-darlings-im-back-well-was.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_p4g_StnEEhw/Rpo2EEF-0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Pc1iqrGptDI/s72-c/15072007371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4087464650463983268</id><published>2007-06-07T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T20:35:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sad and depressed. I'm stuck in Japan with no family or no friends or no floorball or no Yogi or NO CLUBBING for another 30 plus days! =( And tonight's Thursday laaaaaaaaaa even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for uniform fitting yesterday and so fast today got the uniform and other stuff. Left one luggage and one jacket. The uniform is woooooo although it's freaking heavy to carry from the training centre to the dorm, but I loikeee lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick of the food here. It's always either fried stuff or cup noodles. I need food from Singapore NOW. Won't any of you be kind dears and ship some yummy food over? I've spent like almost $100 already. Not in Japan but on online shopping! AIYOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. City this weekend, I HAVE TO BUY SOMETHING RATHER THAN SMALL SMALL BARANGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone! (: &lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;especially you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4087464650463983268?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4087464650463983268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4087464650463983268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4087464650463983268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4087464650463983268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-sad-and-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4131950119062505818</id><published>2007-06-03T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:24:53.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow there's fireworks now from across my balcony! (: Yup greetings from Japan's dorm balcony, where it's the only place I could get a connection at all. Cried like an open tap when I left the house. Was all calm until I entered, saw alot of my colleagues crying la! Kena affected and cried till my eyes were red again -.- I feel so unprepared man, all of them seem to have done their notes on card size except me. I need to get microphone from here coz stupid me forgot to bring it! I had to type while listening to my family speak ): I miss them all. My brother idiot la say they prefer me to be mute lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la I gotta go unpack now before taking a nice long bath! Hoho the toilet is so cute and compact, even its bathtub! :D I'll try to be online whenever I can ok people. Until the next time! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4131950119062505818?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4131950119062505818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4131950119062505818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4131950119062505818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4131950119062505818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow-theres-fireworks-now-from-across-my.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2977670141614824996</id><published>2007-06-03T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:43:22.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello my dearest friends, gonna keep my lappie into my bag already. So before I do, I'm just gonna say I WILL MISS ALL OF YOU! You know who you are :P Remember to write letter to me ok hahahahaha. Or call me also can! :D Please take care of yourselves and be good! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Especially you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2977670141614824996?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2977670141614824996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2977670141614824996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2977670141614824996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2977670141614824996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-my-dearest-friends-gonna-keep-my.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4269064436804779841</id><published>2007-06-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T17:25:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally tomorrow is the day. I'm glad and very grateful that my papa help me pack. One downside was his nagging and loud voice booming here and there, haha. I guess I'm leaving with mixed feelings. As my brother reminded me again, Japan is a place we've always wanted to go and I'm given the chance to go, so why shouldn't I be excited? But yeah homesickness la. That's killing my excitement. True enough I get to be away from usual shit I go through at home, but dang I think I'll miss those shitty moments even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ruined the last night of clubbing by getting drunk and puking all over instead of enjoying and dancing the night away with my friends. I did not enjoy at all, heck I don't even remember much. And to have queasiness and puking everytime I drink or eat half a day is just not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing home already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4269064436804779841?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4269064436804779841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4269064436804779841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4269064436804779841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4269064436804779841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-tomorrow-is-day.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2521642136417877527</id><published>2007-06-01T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:57:11.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made an ass outta myself once again last night. And this time, there were Nic Yati Liying Joreen to witness. I've officially lost my face after yesterday -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2521642136417877527?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2521642136417877527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2521642136417877527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2521642136417877527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2521642136417877527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-made-ass-outta-myself-once-again-last.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-6194999079078872717</id><published>2007-05-25T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:40:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to be strong and say I can do it. That I can tahan the training and make it all the way through. But all this while loneliness has been creeping up behind my back, shadowing my thoughts and bringing my spirits down. I don't think I can take it. I don't think I want it anymore. I feel like quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-6194999079078872717?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/6194999079078872717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=6194999079078872717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6194999079078872717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/6194999079078872717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-to-be-strong-and-say-i-can-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-8233638178903649577</id><published>2007-05-25T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:26:27.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told myself I won't care so much, since it's no longer my business once graduated. Even so, I still stay behind as a friend, hoping to guide or even serve as a nagging reminder. And all these for? I'm simply just concerned. I won't even give a fuck if I'm not concerned. And what I get? See lah Sher, backside itchy somemore lah, your opinion has never been valued so why say so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand my stars are just not compatible with you lah ok, everytime talk so nicely to you in the end I kena some eff-ed up attitude tone back. Like what the hell have I done to deserve it? And there's the claim that I always start the trouble first. Yeah right, look who's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH WHATEVER LAH I'LL BE GONE FOR 6 WEEKS SOON ANYWAY. U CAN ALL REJOICE AND THANK YOUR PRAYERS THAT PEACE IS COMING YOUR WAY!! I'm only just a stupid friend after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-8233638178903649577?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8233638178903649577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=8233638178903649577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8233638178903649577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8233638178903649577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-told-myself-i-wont-care-so-much-since.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-5458823039080702762</id><published>2007-05-24T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:39:12.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Next Sunday will be the day I fly off to Japan for 6 weeks. That is, if I pass the tests and evaluations in Singapore. Right now, I can say, I'm not at all willing to go. It's 6 weeks, not 6 days. I can't bear to leave my home and my beloved ones behind. Not my family. Not you. Not my friends. Not Yogi too! The thought of it simply sucks and makes me cry all the time. Sigh. Off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-5458823039080702762?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/5458823039080702762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=5458823039080702762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5458823039080702762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5458823039080702762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/next-sunday-will-be-day-i-fly-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-8705967207416061131</id><published>2007-05-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:51:03.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my fringe cut. Now I have bangs. BUT! It's super uneven lor. one side fuller than the other side. What to do, it costs only 5 bucks. Ah well planning to go next weekend with Nic to get edit it lol. Melrose is so stupid la. She was asked to box joyfully and what she did was STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter what, I'm always just a click away (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-8705967207416061131?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8705967207416061131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=8705967207416061131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8705967207416061131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8705967207416061131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/had-my-fringe-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-8183227617397439620</id><published>2007-05-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:19:33.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farking bored now. Instead of studying and doing notes. Swimming was great just now! Dived into the pool twice and tmd it was so high can!? I need to get pimple cream hmmm. MY GOODNESS this container was like exploded (no fire la) and this couple on Fear Factor just burst out of the box like that. Like WAH! It was nice to catch up with Duck and Joreen aka Ah Mi. LOL what a name. I'm so far behind in regards to gossips la. And farking hell my tagboard is inaccessible again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home soon. I miss eating Seoul Garden with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-8183227617397439620?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8183227617397439620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=8183227617397439620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8183227617397439620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8183227617397439620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/farking-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-8376334360293359757</id><published>2007-05-16T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:02:23.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that I've moved on to another chapter of my life, I can't help but miss the old times I had. Floorball, that is. Was looking through the POL-ITE pictures and videos, and realised how much I miss those times. The fun, the competitions, the friendlies, the trainings, hard work... Just everything. And it saddens me to know that I'm no longer part of that team where it all started. No longer able to have the time to train at a club, no longer able to play floorball as freely like I used to. The last training I went, my parents never knew. It's depressing that I've dropped so much; slow in reacting and speed, I can't even defend or attack decently now. 2 months... this is what 2 months can do. I still harbour the hope of joining a proper club, but considering how inconsistent my attendance could be due to the nature of my job, which club is even gonna take me in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going gaga over Gucci stuff. Love the bags and wallets. Blah, wait till after I come back from Japan bah... That is, if I successfully cleared the Singapore tests. Stress. Thankfully meeting Miss Ng tomorrow for a swim in school. I need to relax and rest. A lot. This job is not as easy as it looks man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-8376334360293359757?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8376334360293359757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=8376334360293359757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8376334360293359757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8376334360293359757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-that-ive-moved-on-to-another.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-1173372433777969232</id><published>2007-04-28T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:53:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blake Lewis's performances on AI is becoming more appealing to me =X He looks and sounded sho hawt in "I Need To Know" and that oldies song "Mack Knife" or something don't know what. I'm currently indulging very much in J-dramas, currently getting obsessed with dramas like Majo No Jouken which I actually haven't seen in the past. After watching this tribute video pasted by Ted, reckoned it would be a good show, it's so appealing with all that forbidden love thing. And goooooooooodness lah that guy is SO CUTE OK! I'm sounding like some teenage adolescent but still! Reminds me of my crush on that hot iron curler. I've prolly found my rebonding iron. And it's all Terence's fault that I'm downloading SO MANY JAP DRAMAS NOW! Ok not that many, only 2, or maybe 3, or 4, some of them being old ones =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work this whole week was good. Shall update more when I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-1173372433777969232?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/1173372433777969232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=1173372433777969232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1173372433777969232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1173372433777969232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/04/blake-lewiss-performances-on-ai-is.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-3189207393254197800</id><published>2007-04-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:53:18.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm suffering a major breakout now. NOW! Just 6 days shy from the 1st day of work! Currently desperately doing all I can to clear up my skin ASAP. All the late nights and late night makans are finally doing me in, causing me to fall sick this past week as well ): And as I speak, I have KFC right in front of me waiting to be devoured. PMS is such a bitch, such a torture to have cravings here and there at the wrong time even though I'm effing stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited yet nervous for work. I'm afraid I won't have any friends, like hi I suck at socializing. It's like first day-week of school, where I scarcely had any friends. I recalled, 1st day in secondary school, I was a loner sitting in the canteen drinking Pepsi all by myself, didn't even dare to eat a proper meal because I'd be so alone. Only 1-2 weeks later did I start to have friends whom I can hang out with. Anyway, my plan to wake up at 5.30am every morning for a period of time before work hasn't kicked in yet tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery to my missing cheque has been solved: my godma's colleague banked it in to UOB instead of POSB -.- how long more do I hafta wait again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a dose of clubbing before Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-3189207393254197800?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/3189207393254197800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=3189207393254197800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/3189207393254197800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/3189207393254197800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-suffering-major-breakout-now.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4753044708544606085</id><published>2007-04-04T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:19:40.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yogi is currently at the vet waiting to be neutered ): So sad leh, he was barking nonstop after being put inside the cage. Only when we went in to see him did he stop. Sigh, I wanted to cry out loud but noooooo, must maintain image. Thank goodness can go pick him up from 7pm onwards. But bloody hell his op is only at 3pm can. If we knew earlier, tsk we would've brought him down later. That dog, I miss him already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 more days to work. Urgh gotta start waking up early every day to train myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4753044708544606085?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4753044708544606085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4753044708544606085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4753044708544606085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4753044708544606085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/04/yogi-is-currently-at-vet-waiting-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4064136957621804316</id><published>2007-04-02T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:17:21.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know you see me looking at you, when you already know. I wanna know love you, you already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol that song just reminds me so much of Haj lah. Speaking of her, I MISS YOU LAH WOMAN! Random post today, don't even know what I'm blogging for, when I'm supposed to pack my room like now. Yes, I PUT OFF packing room that day, and spent my day staring into my laptop. Heh, what to do, I'm such a queen at procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to all those songs on my Winamp playing now, damn I wanna club badly. And not just go gelek gelek drink drink a bit like that, but like the last time on yanzi's bday celebration when we all went wild. I can't believe lah when I was told how I er, behaved that night. OK ANYWAY, I need my dose of wild fun lah, before starting work, like I've said a million times. On the other hand, I need to go get a dose of chilling at somewhere nice with Terence and the ooze diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it going is it going is it going is it going?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're looking for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT! PLEASE DO ASSESSMENT HOR! REMEMBER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4064136957621804316?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4064136957621804316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4064136957621804316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4064136957621804316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4064136957621804316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-you-see-me-looking-at-you-when.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4703250617241410307</id><published>2007-04-02T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:52:16.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FORGOT TO MENTION SOMETHING. Met up with my crazy friends 2 weeks back, namely Qiu Yan, ZL and Cindy. Please note that they are named in accordance to how crazy they really are. As usual, the dinner was filled with laughter. It felt great to catch up with them (: Glad to know that they are doing well, especially michelle, she's doing relief teaching lah like HELLO CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!? Lol nevertheless I've always thought she suits teaching. Correct TEACHER?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's match was really pathetic and disgraceful. Pinkies only had 6-7 players and us on the other hand, more than double. And yet? We lost 7-0. Well, what more can I say? This is prolly a blessing in disguise, kinda make me wanna lay off floorball now, which helps, since my break has started once this last game ended. Whether I'm able to play for a good club in future, that I'm keeping my fingers crossed, considering it's gonna be harder for me to put in the same 100% commitment after I start working. Oh well, I got a "farewell gift" - a whack from the opponent's blade when she attempted a shot and I blocked it with my blardy index finger -.- Stupid stupid Ghui! Now it hurts like eff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been aching like one old woman lately, the worst being the back. Can't sit or stand too long without my back screaming for help. I'm sucha softie at heart lah cannot tahan. This is a very common sight in Singapore, especially in town area; there are the buskers, tissue-sellers and etc, all main purpose is the hope of receiving some money from passer-bys. I cannot help but feel bad all the time when I spot any one of these people. It makes me feel like shit, like I'm wasting money on prolly irrelevant stuff while there are people out there who prolly need to spend the whole day just to earn that amount of money I spent. Not that this is true of me now, although it makes me think twice before I start spending. As silly as it sounds, I get upset at times because I feel helpless, that I can't do anything to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape and re-create a place as my own world, hmmmms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA EVERY TV BROADCAST STATION IN THE WORLD WOULD HAVE SAILOR MOON ON REPEAT!!&lt;br /&gt;(And for Fat, she could have Heath Ledger, Gerard could have the pink ranger, and Ted, Adriana Lima.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, wouldn't that be sweet? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4703250617241410307?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4703250617241410307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4703250617241410307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4703250617241410307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4703250617241410307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/04/forgot-to-mention-something.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2536676493334964426</id><published>2007-03-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:56:55.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO I'M BACK. After days of lazing + procrastinating here and there, blahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happen as usual. First, it was the minor car incident thing. Sighs, never wanna talk about it again, I'm feeling bad enough about it. My punishment? Confidence level in driving dropped. Then it was my contract signing at JAL; starting this April 23rd. Yup, I'm officially with them as a stewardess-in-training, and BIG THANKS to all those who wished me luck and lots of assurance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol oh yeah I should've mentioned Sailor Moon is my favourite anime to the interviewers eh? My infatuation with that one interesting character is baaaccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk! Ted should know it best ;) that hot curler LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay new songs! Finally got the song I've been hunting for ever since I heard the Prison Break trailer running on channel 5. And I just wanna declare that I think Maria Maria by Santana is one of the sexiest songs ever. Don't ask me why, I just think it is! In fact, I'm in such a sharing mood, so please go listen to these songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home - Chris Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;All Good Things - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Give It To Me - Timberland Feat. Nelly Furtado and JT&lt;br /&gt;Everything's Just Wonderful - Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr President - Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns, I should really get started to pack my room. Since CNY ended it has reverted back to its original state. Did I mention, I d****l***ed Power Rangers The Movie? LOL all Gerard's fault, he just hafta mention it and stuff. Btw, we drew with Skools Youth, despite leading until the last 5 minutes into the 3rd period. Don't wanna talk much about it, it's over. All we can do now is to fight and draw the last match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of floorball, my parents especially my dad, gave me an ultimatum. Demanded that I quit or else. Haven't spoken much to them since. Even for getting this stewardess job, they weren't exactly thrilled that I applied for it in the first place. I gotta admit, it motivated me to try even harder to get in. I'm tired of having them deciding and influencing the decisions I make regarding my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be fully legal next year, and I really don't wanna be under their control forever. I know and I truly appreciate their concern; which parents/family do not love their children? But it's such a pain in the behind for not only being the youngest, but the only girl at that. Been their goodie-two-shoes girl for so long, it's time for me to make my OWN decision. Yes Dad and Mum, your little girl has grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY TAGBOARD! I DON'T SEE IT! WHY!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a pass tml at the gym Ted goes to. Heh SO EXCITED LAH. I'm just too eager to get my lazy arse off and work it out! Oh, and STOMP THE YARD is fab. The storyline is definitely cliche until cannot cliche anymore, but the dancing is GREAT. Makes one wanna pick up dancing. Which dancing movie wouldn't make one feel that way? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, must not put off packing of my room. Heh SATC shall keep me entertained while I'm doing so~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2536676493334964426?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2536676493334964426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2536676493334964426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2536676493334964426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2536676493334964426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2335841888582848861</id><published>2007-03-18T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:35:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't ever want to drive again. Ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2335841888582848861?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2335841888582848861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2335841888582848861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2335841888582848861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2335841888582848861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-ever-want-to-drive-again.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-4490649317227898075</id><published>2007-03-13T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:34:46.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been updating more frequently now. Haha prolly because my life is starting to get more interesting and eventful. Instead of today, I'll be going for the medical tomorrow before the graduation ceremony. Tsk, so mafan lah must wear the gown, like an ugly version of the harry potter ones :x But I'm just as excited lah, because it looks really formal and nice, except for the BRIGHT PINK parts of the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come this Wednesday is an exciting one. Firstly, I hafta go for a photoshoot in RP. Quite nervous lah, because I just don't know what to expect. After that will hafta stay in school for some sports workshop thing ): Then it's league match with NUS Jupitans. Will be looking forward to it, and will definitely want to win after the boo-boo loss to FC Squirrettes. Until now, I seriously still wonder how the hell we could lose to them, especially after seeing them do warm up yesterday *shrugs* Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED NYERRRRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-4490649317227898075?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4490649317227898075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=4490649317227898075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4490649317227898075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/4490649317227898075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/been-updating-more-frequently-now.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-5353626083956481349</id><published>2007-03-11T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:49:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the final interview, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I'VE GOTTEN THROUGH! (: Will be going for medical tomorrow, could have chosen to go on Tuesday but it's the graduation ceremony, so yups. But I'll hafta pass this medical before I actually become part of the crew; heard there are people who failed it before lah. Big thank yous to all who wished me good luck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation dinner wasn't as fun as I was expecting. Left early with Yanzi and Duck, initial plan was to go Zouk but I wanted to go home so the two of them left for DXO instead. Lol heard it was quite a wild night for them, hor? ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanzi's early birthday celebration at Brewerkz just last friday! The food was quite yummy, and it was the first time I tasted Sambuca. I LOVE IT!! The taste was like the first Waterfall I had, minty alcohol~ Heh now I know what shooters I want the next time we go club again. Anyway, we went DXO, something I didn't planned on going... and erm, let's just say I probably had a little too much to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie nap time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-5353626083956481349?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/5353626083956481349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=5353626083956481349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5353626083956481349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5353626083956481349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-final-interview-and.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-1887303326580567668</id><published>2007-03-09T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:21:20.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M HOME! Miss everything at home. My laptop, my bed, my soft toys, yogi and chewy, and everything! Didn't get to go home after chalet just now, had agreed to go with Fat to help Sonia Teo with counting people stuff. It was mentally torturous, simply because there's really nothing to do except counting people. Nevertheless, thank goodness the day passed already, and Sonia is so funny lah haha. It was dinner afterwards with the bitch and the slut at Spagaddies, and the food is yummy! Or at least, the grilled chicken breast is. But the utensils are er... yeah =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was pretty satisfying. We did mahjong a lot and manage to squeeze some drinking at the last day. Lol, and now we feel guilty, because it's like we've been a bad influence to the rest. While Nic + Duck + Jo and myself were chatting, the rest like Yati + Liz + Jasmine were playing mahjong very loudly! They were like so hooked to mahjong, that even when I'd slept, they were still going on strong, hahaha. Tasted Baileys again, and this time, yum yum I love the taste, just like chocolate milk with a tinge of alcohol. Eurotrip is SO FUNNY by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who has been concerned about my progress, I've passed the 2nd round, and will be going for the final interview this sunday. Hoping to get in, since I've gotten this far already. I really want to get a permanent job now, I want to be independent and earn my own bucks, and I can't wait to do it. So crossing my fingers, hope I'll perform well again and get through, so wish me luck! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, itching to go club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-1887303326580567668?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/1887303326580567668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=1887303326580567668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1887303326580567668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1887303326580567668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-home-miss-everything-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-9102824537917191142</id><published>2007-03-05T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:27:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know what's wrong with the team. We lost to FC Squirrettes 3-1. Yup, no kidding there. Fat actually thought I was bluffing, that she kept asking to make sure it's true. Their keeper is huge ar, take how many shots also didn't get in. Although the others are right when they say take low shots =\ but aiya, over already. My direct shot has gone weak on me, it's as if I was doing a sweep pass than a direct wrist. That's what little or no training does, to me at least. I have gotta get a new stick, one of my own. I love the one Fat lent me, but hmmm don't know lah, would just be better if I get my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet later! Hmm haven't packed my bag, and I still hafta go school to settle the library fines and return the wireless card. So mafan la tsk. Wonder if duck is there already not...Hope it will be fun lah eh the chalet, with mahjong and drunk-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion the interview went well, my answers were mature and knowledgeable, but aiya I had to stumble at the reading of a chinese passage. And I think I mispronounced words too. I think my speech is weird, sometimes I speak mandarin like an ang moh, at times like some ah lian liddat. The blouse was so itchy and hot I tell you! The heels and stockings weren't any better, and now I have blisters! I hope I'd looked presentable, because everywhere I go it's as if I'm from out of this world like I'm ET's cousin or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie getting my butt to shower already, it's so late now! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-9102824537917191142?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/9102824537917191142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=9102824537917191142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/9102824537917191142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/9102824537917191142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-know-whats-wrong-with-team.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-2393688520296384759</id><published>2007-03-02T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:19:39.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After visiting my grand-aunt at the hospital just now, only did I realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family tree is more complicating than it seems.&lt;br /&gt;What with the adopting here and there into the Ghui Family many donkey years ago, messed up my poor head, which I'd used to work just now ok :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my mama like to say, God gives us our lives, but He could also take it away &lt;u&gt;anytime&lt;/u&gt;. The dear old lady also like to say, "forgive and forget, girl." Oh well, yes life is definitely short, and one must treasure it no matter what. Which is why it's so stupid, that there are people who throw their lives away, when there are those souls who are struggling and fighting to stay alive. Ah well, because of her words, I've decided to mellow down and sua sua ki lah, no matter what shit my brothers(esp) throw at me. Of course I have to emphasize that I'm a very forgiving and very sho-shweet kid sister and daughter :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUSSSHHHH! I know what you people are thinking -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH FUCK LAH, A.J. GOT OUT!? Okie lah that one is sooner or later anyway. Antonella should be out next week already, then WAHAHAHAHA ALL THE CRAPPY FEMALE A-s WILL BE OUT! Sighs hungry lah, I only ate breakfast at 7am plus, and lunch at noon plus, THAT'S ALL! ): Okie enough of whining, hehehehehe I've bought my office skirt! Pinstripe sehhhhhhhhhhh. Super sexayyyyy sehhhhhhh I liokeeeeeeeeee. Okie that was irritating. Just need a nice blouse now, and I hafta go hunt for it tomorrow. AND THE BEST PART IS I CANNOT BUY HEELS -.- I'll hafta resort to borrowing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, I just remembered that we must buy that stupid graduation gown. 20 bucks just fly away like that. Oh, can I just say, the garlic bread with cheese from Coffee Club is heaven???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- an hour plus later -&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm back from sending my brother to where he wanna go. And I lost my way on the way back to the Mcdonald's drive-through. Okie NOT lost my way, but erm, I thought cannot u-turn so I made a right turn, and guess what! It led me to the express way. Hafta make a detour because of this. I need a bloody map lah, my sense of direction is so buang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE FUCK IS SINGING KARAOKE AT 12.15AM NOW!? And the singing is horrible lah wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday! ((((((((: 2nd round of interview, for those who knows what's going on. Lol I'm so proud of myself lah, not because I got through, but because I managed to put on a graceful act. I didn't fall down especially when the heels are so thin and high. And after our game, I'll hafta do all the primming right there at TSH. Urgh, someone help me with makeup please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-2393688520296384759?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2393688520296384759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=2393688520296384759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2393688520296384759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/2393688520296384759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/03/after-visiting-my-grand-aunt-at_02.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-5217760924787639620</id><published>2007-02-26T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:38:20.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been some donkey years since I last posted. Hmmm has been pretty eventful. CNY for me isn't very happening lah this year, the clubbing part was more interesting, but ah, ang baos are more though hehe. Addicted to mahjong now! Anyway, am supposed to go meet the girls to go visiting, but ain't feeling too well myself lately. I haven't slept very much these days, the flu bug misses me so much, my head feels like it's been mashed up inside, and i'm zittified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Dreamgirls last Thursday, and I love it! Yes plenty of singing here and there, but I don't mind at all, because that's what I call singing, not those rubbish one hears oh-so-often on radio these days, ala-Paris-Hilton for example *roll eyes* JENNIFER HUDSON IS FANTABULOUS! Her performance was so heartwrenching, that I nearly teared. The emotion she gave out was like WHAM! Have always been a fan of the black's singing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for job interview yesterday morning before I proceed to Miss Seah's house for mahjong. The interview went well IMO, but ah well, if I get through it will be informed by post lah ): so scary. Going for another interview at A*Star tomorrow, and erm to be honest, I actually forgot the job scope :X Ah well, mahjong was so fun! Lee Jun May so poor thing, kena eaten by all of us. Nvm, one more session later ok! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollerblading! Been sucha long time since I touch them. It was fun (: Fat is sucha meanie lah, bluff people's feelings say wanna help Serena but keep disturbing jer -.- And she's really good for a beginner already, unlike my brothers and I in the past when we first started out. Here's the funniest shit: one of my dearest brothers, had actually crawled from our house to the lift because he couldn't balance for nuts! Lucky for him our old flat wasn't that far away from the lift, otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need to go back to sleep for some rest, headache is such a bitch lah I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-5217760924787639620?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/5217760924787639620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=5217760924787639620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5217760924787639620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/5217760924787639620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-some-donkey-years-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-1238133246205833432</id><published>2007-01-30T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:38:05.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here I am, lying down on the bed, surfing the net and waiting. For that phone call which could go on for hours because of my refusal to hang up no matter how tired I am, and my insistance on a bedtime story. It sure came when the time was up, but it never lasted long. And I was looking forward to skip school tomorrow, which means I was supposed to be afford to sleep late tonight. Ah well, it'll hafta wait till next week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colloqium was a week ago. It was pretty bad this time round; I stumbled on my words a lot, and wasn't confident on what I was presenting. Worse, nobody asked questions! Except this one lady fac, whose questions were going in circles so much that I was too confused to answer anything. Aiyah whatever, it's over now, and I'm free. Now it leaves CE points - after this wednesday's workshop, I'd have left 2 points left to complete. Urgh, shame on me for skipping the swimming IVP. Now I hafta find an activity QUICKLY to get rid of those outstanding points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Auntie's Zhong birthday on 27th Jan. Once again, happy (belated) birthday to you woman! Finally legal for everything. I'm still sorry for not turning up at the party yaaaa. Sighs, my parents had insisted on me going to my brother's friend's wedding dinner -.- and the best part, we know nobody except the bride, the bridegroom, and the bride's brother. How terribly bored I was ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So IVP has concluded. What more can I say? Watching the guys fight for the 1st placing in the finals, my heart felt really heavy with disappointment. We could've been in the play-offs, the semis, and who knows, even the finals. But in the end? Anyway I doubt I would get to play any IVP again, seeing that I have no plans to further studies at the moment. Nono, no biomedical science for me again please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late. Until the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-1238133246205833432?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/1238133246205833432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=1238133246205833432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1238133246205833432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/1238133246205833432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-here-i-am-lying-down-on-bed-surfing.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-495723612399372882</id><published>2007-01-18T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:02:15.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today will be the last match in IVP for us. I don't wanna think too much of it, except I'm determined to win. Impossible as it seems to beat TP over goal difference if they were defeated by NTU, gonna put in my 110% and I hope the rest of the girls would do the same too. I won't lie and say that I'm not disappointed at our current standing - we are capable of better results - but oh well, at this point of time, what else is there to do except to fight hard in the last match?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of monday's match against TP: All I know it was much worse than last year's close win against NP for IVP's 5th placing. Everyone's spirit was broken. Me? Only when I started running did the crying came. I think I didn't drink much water ar, that's why no tears *shrugs* But ANYWAY, just wanna say, my impression of the TP girls team is slowly changing. I didn't like them very much in the past, but most of them are alright lah actually =\ except for one, that one die also impression won't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I wanna go shopping badly. But it's always the B word that stops me. FYP sucks btw, well it always has. And now I hafta think how we can smoke through the questioning at colloqium...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-495723612399372882?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/495723612399372882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=495723612399372882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/495723612399372882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/495723612399372882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-will-be-last-match-in-ivp-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-3760439205180768139</id><published>2007-01-12T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T15:21:20.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stress - mental, emotional, or physical strain caused, for example, by anxiety or overwork. It may cause such symptoms as raised blood pressure or depression.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I hate stress. It gets me all emo and worked up especially when I can't get things right. And that was what happened during yesterday's training. It got to an extent when I felt I was being worked against, it was that bad. It didn't help when my foot started hurting and I felt like I hadn't eaten for 10 years. Tsk, I don't like lah being an emo freak, it makes me distant from others due to that "EVERYONE IS AGAINST ME" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, and now my class is having a role-playing thing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh this sucks, I'll have to give up the OSG activity for the open house due to the league match this Saturday. And now I'm desperate to find activities which awards active points, regardless of diploma or non-diploma related. Thus, I've signed up for FYP colloqium, lol, for the one on 24th Jan anyway, which isn't my presentation date. No choice la, without this open house activity, I'll be stranded with 2 active points to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I'm gonna graduate from RP, and it'll be time to face the working world. No studies for me, at least not now. I know what I would love to do: work in a criminal lab, or study forensic science... But aiyah, don't know la if can even make it to study that. I'm excited though, when I think about that possible job opportunity Siti and I would embark on if we get through the stringent requirements. Fine, I don't strike others as a possible candidate, but it's worth a try. Who knows? Anything is possible now, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK YAY! The person-in-charge has allowed us to keep one slot for the open house, means I won't have to worry about the 2 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been 336 wonderful days (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-3760439205180768139?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/3760439205180768139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=3760439205180768139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/3760439205180768139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/3760439205180768139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/01/stress-mental-emotional-or-physical.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-8868696309433984070</id><published>2007-01-11T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T01:15:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it, the current cbox tagboard that I'm using, I'd forgotten what email I'd used to register it with. ARGH, and accidentally entered an old tagboard which hadn't been accessed for a long time, which caused old memories to flood back in my head. Nvm about that, shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been wanting to blog since new year's eve, but lazy bug was in action. Anyway, to put it briefly, NYE was quite a blast:&lt;br /&gt;- initial plan to countdown at Little Bali, then sudden decision to club instead&lt;br /&gt;- the random jump into I-bar at MS just to countdown somewhere instead of being on the streets&lt;br /&gt;- stopping by in the middle of the road to watch fireworks&lt;br /&gt;- walking to clarke quay hoping to enter MOS&lt;br /&gt;- bumping the floorball guys and making our way to DXO&lt;br /&gt;- persuading the bouncer to allow the underage-lings to enter&lt;br /&gt;- downing shots with yanzi (ya we were the only two who wanted to drink lol)&lt;br /&gt;- having a great time on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;- yanzi having her wish come true when this bung whom she reckons is very cool, ask us to dance with her and her friends&lt;br /&gt;- having a difficult time getting a cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, pretty much eventful lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVP kicked off yesterday, and the first match with NTU ended on a disappointing note. To put it across bluntly, we were expecting to win. Unfortunately, lady luck was smiling on the opponents. First, Raf didn't get to play because her name wasn't registered. Then, when I was so confident it would be a goal, my penalty hit tiang. Joreen kena twice 2-minutes, once because suay suay kena caught by Tiger for pushing the opponent, the other due to incorrect substitution during 6-men play. And I was very haunted by the penalty tiang... It's like, what's the point of scoring during training and friendlies, when twice, during the real competition, I failed to do so? I felt like a fucking disappointment to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah forget it, I'm not gonna let it distract me. Same goes for Duck, please don't get affected by it anymore okies. The next 2 matches will be very crucial, so chins up and be positive! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogi is such a darling, naughty and oh-so-lazy. He's had a haircut btw! Looks just like when he first arrived. Very cute nonetheless. And I thought I would never see such a sight, but lol it was very amusing: My dad cut apples for Yogi and himself, then sat himself on the floor and munch on his share while Yogi did the same. Haha just don't know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok off to sleep, class tomorrow boohoo ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-8868696309433984070?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8868696309433984070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=8868696309433984070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8868696309433984070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/8868696309433984070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-it-current-cbox-tagboard-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116620794085918127</id><published>2006-12-16T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T02:51:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Herstory party @ Zouk last night. Gotta say, initially I wasn't too keen to go, in fact I was tired and damn effing sian to club. And because the theme was modern retro, I thought this was a good time to wear that dark blue based white polka-dottie super-high waist dress which my mum bought for me at Bugis Street, with my 5-dollar white belt and 5-dollar white huge beaded necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But noooooooo, I felt totally awkward in it, and when we went into Zouk, the awkwardness went into overdrive. The bloody dress was practically glowing spottily due to the lights; how much I'd wanted to go home and changed into something less AA. And no, I certainly do not like attention, no thank you very much. Anyway, the music was great, we danced and danced and danced like there's no tomorrow! Haha I love it, except after toilet break the enthusiasm sorta died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 3am, it was lights on. What a damper ): But oh well I was getting restless and thirsty anyway, so am very glad to get out of the place. Ah Pui and I went to a nearby Indian shop for some drinks, which led to some consumption of prata coz hehe, I was hungry lah. The egg and cheese pratas were very yummy! After I got home and showered and after chatting with that fat pig, for the 100000000000th time I'd fallen asleep with the lappie on my tummy. Tskkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch The Holidays tomorrow (: Gonna check out the Blue Canyon Co Sale at Oxford Hotel tomorrow; I want that AE boyfriend tank and Hollister brown tee badly! Plus, I'm so excited for my new stuff to arrive lah, 2 new tops in fact, with the later one having arrived in SG already heh. Sighs, I love shopping lah, but I hate being broke -.- Nvm, think of the jobs I'd planned to try out for after graduation. Remember that promise we made ok Haj? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Herstory party at 8 March 2007! This time, let's not leave Joreen alone already lah hor? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116620794085918127?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116620794085918127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116620794085918127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116620794085918127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116620794085918127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-to-herstory-party-zouk-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116589995576409597</id><published>2006-12-12T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:05:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After some sleep and ffx-ing, not feeling that angry no more. Indeed, I was so pissed that I think my head must be smokin'. But after some advice and consolation here and there, I realised I shouldn't take these to heart after all. I gotta admit I'm the kinda confrontational person if provoked until over my limit, that's something I can't change. Because I cannot stand it when people, ok more specifically, our very own guys team, hmmm more specifically, some idiots from that team, who can't seem to keep their stupid traps shut. Like, who the hell they think they are to pass comments like that? To put it bluntly, their 2nd placing is made possible by the seniors and very very few selected juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is, these guys think they are so good, when the truth is otherwise. Hello, if you are that good, most of the time you should be using skills to play, not physical force to push and whack. The former is the problem these days with people in floorball these days. I'm not saying that it's not good to be self-confident; some dose of that actually helps calm one's nerves, I know it does for me, but that is all. I've been in this team and played this sport for almost 3 years - I don't think I'm that good a player, neither do I let my head grow big when I get praises, because there's still &lt;u&gt;so much things&lt;/u&gt; for me to &lt;u&gt;learn and improve&lt;/u&gt; - but one will never see me displaying that sorta unpleasant, how should I call it, "superstar" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another part of what angered me. Fair enough, I was constantly late for trainings, like yesterday. But damn it, I don't saunter in to the hall like I own the world. I certainly do not behave like I'm the best of all. Does that spell "superstar" attitude? Ever stop to consider there could be valid reasons behind the late attendance? Why criticize and pass judgements when you do not know what is actually happening? Hello, ever heard of "giving the benefit of the doubt"? Giving people the "superstar" label is really offensive, in fact, this label is nothing to be proud of. Putting these aside, it saddens me to see such naivety and delusion... Be realistic. We have had experience with sarcasm and negativity being thrown at the team. That comment about not understanding how we can get 3rd placing, isn't the first one. Stop thinking of these people as angels when in actual fact they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to let it go, after this ranting. But I can't promise that I could let go of those guys who constantly made stupid useless comments, because who knows, it could be my fist on their faces. And I'm not afraid to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I sound so fierce, LOL.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116589995576409597?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116589995576409597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116589995576409597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116589995576409597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116589995576409597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/12/after-some-sleep-and-ffx-ing-not.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116534326049210156</id><published>2006-12-06T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:53:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know what has happened to have things the way they are now, but I can't stand there and watch this go on. Enough is enough. Everyone has their own mindset, their own way of thinking. But get this, what one thinks is right, may not be right after all. Bad days and bad times, sure, everyone gets them and goes through them at some point of life. But hello, it doesn't give one the right to vent anger on another, especially if the latter is trying to be nice. If one is so unhappy/sensitive/touchy about something, bring it up then; don't keep it till it overloads. Get over the princess attitude and come back down to earth; no one is right all the time (hell, I have been wrong so many times when I thought otherwise), not everyone is out to offend. See things with a wider and open perspective. Don't always expect people to give way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116534326049210156?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116534326049210156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116534326049210156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116534326049210156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116534326049210156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-really-dont-know-what-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116459641351901189</id><published>2006-11-27T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:00:15.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha very true? As much as I love to dream, I hate being a dreamer. Because I know for what ever fantasies I thought and wished for to happen, would never happen in real life. Fact or fiction? I don't know. But a long chat with that dear ol' neighbour of 8 years allowed me see things clearer. I guess hopes are not all that unattainable huh? Haha I'll hafta find that out myself, there's still years ahead of me. It felt good to let it all out. Sometimes all one need is a good chat with a friend whom you can open up to. I'm very glad and grateful for the people I have in my life right now. &lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Yes even you Gerard =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? My Sailor Moon download left 0.01% and just when I thought it would be done before I left for school just now, NOOO, it refused and the download rate went down to 0kb/s -.- is this my lucky day or what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116459641351901189?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116459641351901189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116459641351901189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116459641351901189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116459641351901189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-star-hope-expectation-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116399213630004149</id><published>2006-11-20T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:28:57.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual, I'm late for class again. I'm tired and I'm bored. I hate all these chim chim science modules, I hate what I'm studying. So far there's only one module which I'm confident of scoring a B or higher for the module grade, the other 2... Let's just say, the predicted grades aren't pretty at all. One is a C, the other a D+. And I need to achieve like straight Bs for this semester to pull up my GPA, which has suffered horribly from last semester. Nic tells me to do well at UTs; I hope I could but I suck the most at UTs especially science UTs, they are super hard! And I wonder how in the world do the ever-changing classmates do that, typing furiously away at the laptop when the test is going on. Dang, and I'd be just staring at the screen a lot. Nope, doesn't help much even when I'd studied. Urghhhh someone please force me to study harder for the last 2 UTs ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for me to clear out my wardrobe and clear what ever rubbish there is in my room. I had to struggle to get clothes out of the wardrobe, and my table and chair has many things lying around! There's now 3 past issues + 1 current issue of CLEO waiting for me to read. And all thanks to the mag, I'm able to reuse my old baju, like finally. And YAY TO ME I'M GONNA GET MYSELF A PAIR OF LEVIS SOON! But first, I will get this plastic jello kinda pumps from Novo, damnnnnnn niceeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair has grown long and really untidy. I can't stand looking into the mirror at the messy locks. I wanna do something but WHAT? Can I cut it short??????? ): But I know I'll confirm complain a lot about it lah -.- Yawns, class is boring. And TERENCE IS A LUCKY BITCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116399213630004149?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116399213630004149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116399213630004149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116399213630004149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116399213630004149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-usual-im-late-for-class-again.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116383268750775527</id><published>2006-11-18T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:09:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After almost 3 hard years of trying and trying, RP Adroits finally got a medal. We clinched 3rd place after winning SP 4-0 yesterday. Rafidah and Natt, the pair of forwards who are like a pair of hands from one person, scored! And can I just say, I think the cheer "HUAT AR!" is not very lucky for us leh -.- only until we changed back to the previous cheer then the goals start coming in =P Yesterday's match was one of the most "ARGGHHH!!" match for me, I'd scolded Liying more than any times I can remember. BUT, like the old saying parents always love to say, it was for your own good ok xiao jie? (: And I hope what ever conflicts there are, they would cease asap. It sucks to have things like that going on. Quitting the team is not the only solution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, finally it's over. These 2 weeks had been very hectic for me. Had to cope with going to school, FYP stuff, floorball training and matches, and worse of all the cough. Yup, it's been over a week already, and I'm still coughing. I hafta say sorry, to the team and my line especially, that I didn't performed well yesterday and at TP's match. These past nights I hadn't been sleeping well, what with waking up in the middle of the night coughing like I've never coughed before. Being sick had finally drained me so much that I just hadn't had the energy to run. I should've listened to my dad and refrained from playing awhile, but I couldn't resist lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But OH WELL, it's over. Time for a short well-deserved break from floorball, before going back to prepare for IVP and league next year. And I'm hoping our dearest Siti Hajar would come back to play for us in IVP again. SHE CAME YESTERDAY! Haha happy lah to see her, miss making fun of her and all. So woman, we are not going to stop asking you to come back okie =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION, that I've only left one more season of Sailormoon to download? Heheheheheheheheheheheh =P And I want Princess Hours dvd pleaseeeeeeeeeeee! It's the only source which has english subtitles! Oh, and can someone be a dear and help me find 50 First Dates OST? That movie is one of my most favourite movies all time lah, sweet until I'm getting diabetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I just wanna say, taking penalty scares the shit outta me. I'm glad that Ruyi has the confidence in me, that she picked me, but it's so scary! Arghh the thought of that penalty at TP's match still haunts me. Nope I shall not give up. Yes I will keep on practising, and also keep my nerves in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok dah lah nothing more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116383268750775527?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116383268750775527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116383268750775527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116383268750775527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116383268750775527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-almost-3-hard-years-of-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116374724587844159</id><published>2006-11-17T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:26:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today would be the last day of POL-ITE. Once we clinched the victory against SP, we would rank 3rd. There were many ups and downs. I'm glad that I manage to score, something which used to be so rare in the past. But I'm even happier when my line plays well. To me, it doesn't matter if I don't have goal points to my name. At the end of the day, as long as I've done my job well, as long as my line performs, scoring goals is just my bonus :) I hope this is the mentality my team shares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, poor attitudes and conflicts are what I'm not thrilled about. I don't know everything that is happening, but it's disappointing. I'm not going to interfere, and I'm not going to be on anyone's side, because I'm tired of all this shit. I'm tired of having people saying that the team loses all the time. I'm tired of having heard exchanges of snipings here and there. I'm tired of having my own team mates give up easily when we were being defeated (ITE match was a perfect example). I'm tired of having heard people complaining about training times and what ever stuff they could pinpoint about. I'm tired of being invisible to some. I'm tired of having people feeling self-important. I'm not going to elaborate much about these, and I'm not going to clarify if I'm pinpointing anyone, but please, stop it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of team stuff, I'm sick of school already. So much that I can smell the holidays coming. So excited for clubbing! 1st Dec @ DXO, 14th Dec @ Zouk! Heh, kuai kuai lai ar holidays~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116374724587844159?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116374724587844159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116374724587844159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116374724587844159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116374724587844159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-would-be-last-day-of-pol-ite.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116252273357734710</id><published>2006-11-06T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:45:28.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nono, not for Haruka and Seiya =P For POL-ITE! Thinking about the day when it will kickstart the high socks wearing and hair braiding, haha. Usually I would be really nervous when I think about competitions, but this time I just cannot wait for Tuesday to arrive! First match up against NYP again, just like how it was in the last IVP. Hope everyone will put in their best and play hard. And stay injured-free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having many friendlies lately. Just recently, there was the one with SMU, where I scored a lovely goal =X It's rare that I score lah so please pardon me. Then with Titans, we got whacked man, 17-1, and that single goal wasn't even scored by an RP player, although still thanks to Poh Meili for putting that goal in for us. THEN, here is the best part: we won SIM 8-1! Haha this is like the first time we score over 5 lah -.- Anyway, it wasn't so friendly for me, first time I got so fired up and spewed vulgarities like there's no tomorrow. Even got into an exchange with the opponent, which is something I'd never done; I was too angry with the way they played - &lt;b&gt;forward was man-marking me when &lt;u&gt;they had possession&lt;/u&gt; of the ball.&lt;/b&gt; Oh but their keeper is really good, she played very well, so kudos to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few days ago had a friendly with ITE as well. They are really tough; when I gave one a shoulder-to-shoulder push, she didn't move much at all -.- We drew with them 2-2 after 4 periods. Great play by the lines, despite the lineup being jumbled up, but nevertheless we managed to work well and held our own against the opponent. After the game, Duck Yati &amp; myself thought that the back gate to the bus stop was closed, and we took a detour, only to realised it would be closed at 11pm -.- We practically screamed lah. Was so tired when I reached home, that the next day I was like concussed. Even when my alarm had rung, I couldn't wake up at all, until I received Yati's call. Sorry ar if it's not a good reason to skip training, but I'd really needed a good rest. My leg problem is back again, just hope it doesn't worsen like how it did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml against NYP. Hope I don't screw up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116252273357734710?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116252273357734710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116252273357734710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116252273357734710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116252273357734710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-excited-nono-not-for-haruka-and.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116187704683566454</id><published>2006-10-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:46:48.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Death Note was gooooooooooood! Wasn't very enthusiastic about the show initially, but surprise surprise, we (as in Poh Ah Pui, Uncle Teddy Lam and myself) enjoyed it very much. Looking forward to its sequel so pleaseeeeeeeeeeee get released asap! Anyway, it was a fun day out with those two. Dinner at HK Cafe and dessert at Azabu Sabo where the green tea ice cream was fantabulous. Now I know where else to go for ice cream besides Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got to drive alone yesterday. Well, not so alone since Debbie was next to me with Yogi, who was having an identity crisis. BUT STILL, it was an achievement for me, considering my parents are still not really willing to let me drive on my own. It's gonna be almost 5 months since I passed my TP but NOOOOOO, I don't look confident to drive alone. I may have a very bad sense of directions, but hey, all I need is some guide and teaching and I'll be fine. Oh well, crossing my fingers that I'll get to do it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to floorball, glad that I'm improving on my shots especially direct, although I'm still clumsy and forgetful (traits that would be really difficult for me to get rid of =P) at some point in my defending. Can't say much about my lineup since it's not confirmed yet. But whatever it will be, I'm not gonna let it bother me and just simply do my ultimate best. True, at times I let negative thoughts get to me, but hey, it only makes me wanna fight harder, because that is the only way I can prove myself, that I deserve to be in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage, isn't it supposed to be a sacred union of 2 people who truly love each other, who promise to stay faithful and to be by each other's side forever, through the good times and the bad times? Or so it was shown on every romantic show where the couple ended up together happily ever after... Like, yeah sure, whatever. Said it once and too many times, but romances like those on TV and books are too good to be true to happen in the real world. Hahaha... I guess this means I won't be getting married any sooner or later in the future. I still stand by what I said about marriage being a sacred union blah blah blah, but I just do not see that one guy whom I could spend my whole life with. And with some real-life bad examples of marriage, nah-uh doubt I'll ever get married, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie I know I haven't been updating as often as I'd used to; these days I don't wanna do anything else except watching my shows, playing floorball and having a good time with the close ones. To me, blogging has become kinda blah, like hello my life is not very interesting lah. School - nope nothing I like except playing floorball. Work - like I'm gonna quit soon for POL-ITE. Family - I don't even wanna go there; matters that have been kept dormant have somehow been triggered again. I'm tired and I'm resentful. Ha...I think that explains why I'd typed that very long paragraph about marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the Princess Hours vcd pleaseee. Haha I've become a convert, that show is simply so nice and really sweet lah. The songs from the show are great too. So anyone knows where I can get it in &lt;u&gt;english subs&lt;/u&gt; =P Well...I'm not very fantastic in my chinese lah so yeah. AH SEE SEE, another &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;fictious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; romantic story. I'm such a sucker for romance stories, like who doesn't want a story like that to happen to them? But thankfully I don't obsess and pine for it to happen to me. Because I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALL NOT REAL LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116187704683566454?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116187704683566454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116187704683566454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116187704683566454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116187704683566454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-note-was-gooooooooooood-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-116055138508247302</id><published>2006-10-11T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:23:05.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okies so yes I'm really lazy to update blog these days; wanted to update about what happened on my birthday...but argh, lazy lazy bug. Haven't been to school for 5 days. Before one freaks out, I'd simply skipped school only yesterday for the first time in this semester. Felt so feverish, and my body felt like it's burning hot, but there's no fever =\ Oh well, guess it's due to lack of sleep. I can't sleep very well these days, it's like my both my mind and body are tired, but my mind just refused to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been obsessing over one of my favourite childhood interests Sailor Moon. I seem and feel like I was a deprived kid but aiyah this is how I am. Give me some time and I'll be over the obsession soon, although I'm still looking forward to keep my own collection of the anime so THANK YOU JOREEN! Lol that is her present to me =P I just love being a kid, always carefree with nothing to worry...although (let me just quote what one character said) "It gets better when you become an adult" (which led to another character getting flustered and coughed). Okok no one knows what the heck I'm talking about but NEVER MIND. I'm just extremely fascinated with 2 romances in the story: Haruka/Uranus and Michiru/Neptune, and Seiya/Fighter and Usagi/Moon. Just too bad the latter relationship wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah dah better stop blabbering about the anime. My ah pui doesn't like it =P But like I say, it's just a phase I'm going through that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly with TP later. Hope I don't screw up and play my best. Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-116055138508247302?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/116055138508247302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=116055138508247302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116055138508247302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/116055138508247302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/10/okies-so-yes-im-really-lazy-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115969252907472946</id><published>2006-10-01T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:44:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok dah I'm back again! So lemme continue from where I left off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;24th Sept, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha great day spent with great people, namely my iFarm and Debbie. Going by the traditional iFarm way, gave them a treat at Pizza Hut. I loveeeee the sweet and spicy drumlets. Winnie couldn't make it; heard she went to the Singapore Idol final. After a filling and very sinful dinner, it was Swensens for yet another round of sinful desserts. And did I mention what they got for me? Heh the tea tree skin oil skin care range in a nice travel-friendly bag! Just what I needed *grins* Not much talking about this day, I shall let the pictures do the talking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to ExxonMobil to pump some petrol before the dinner. Picture taken by Terence =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/pizza2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/pizza2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy spicy drumlets and cheezy crusts. MY FAVOURITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/pizza1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/pizza1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest honour was to cut up the pizzas and serve my friends *waves hanky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020798.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashing my megawatt smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020801.2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020801.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennofer and Gerard watching me cutting up the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the pig =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie thinks it's damn fun to poke at my nose while I'm eating -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard's many expressions when he eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture4.jpg" target="'_"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what would happen if you put a newspaper or anything readable in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Swensens for dessert, where they surprised me, what with asking the people to put a candle in my topless 5 ice-cream and playing the birthday song, so everyone at the restaurant would know it was my birthday =P so embarrassing I tell you! But nevertheless, how touching lah *awwwww* considering that it was one of only 2 birthday "cakes" I received :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, someone decided to play with the bunnies and put them in certain positions. And there were a few more which I'd deemed unsuitable for kids viewing =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme present the people who made the day possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020853.jpg" target="'_"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie Poh Ah Pui, aka Zhu Fei Mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennoferro, who's enjoying Gerard's cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020828.jpg" target="'_"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard "&lt;s&gt;Ear&lt;/s&gt;Stud" Cheong, who wants you to go ahead and make his day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020781.jpg" target="_Blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean Terence, who has become fast gossiping + bitching + posing partners with Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Picture7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/400/Picture7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the action that would get us all hyped up and go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1020870.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/P1020870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued again ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115969252907472946?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115969252907472946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115969252907472946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115969252907472946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115969252907472946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-dah-im-back-again-so-lemme-continue.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115941656315488327</id><published>2006-09-28T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:22:22.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm backkkkkkk! This is gonna be a super long entry with a truckload of piccies, so people reading it, you'd better bear with it! =P First, I wanna point out how late I was for today's class - reached at 9am; I've been late for every class, no good no good. I need my own car lah lol. Next, something very funny happened to me just now. While walking to the bus queue, I felt something at the bottom of my butt, and then I realised, it was my purse in which I'd slid it into after I tapped out of the train station! Haha how embarrassing lah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next, it's about school. First day of school wasn't so bad, my team was great, and the module was so frickin' easy lah. Yes Sherilyn, it's a damn giveaway for you so better do well for it! So far, all the modules are ok...the facs are fine too. Well, almost; I had the same genomics fac from last sem, he's nice but soooo soft that I had to strained and lean forward to hear what was coming outta his mouth. No more slacking this sem, I'm gonna work my ass off for UTs and achieve more than decent grades, especially since my GPA has suffered from a very bad sem 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;23rd Sept, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up first with Terence to go scout for Winnie's present; we searched high and low for Sims 2: Pets, only to find out that it's not released yet -.- Silly ignorant us. Then it was makan time at Far East Plaza where we met up with Debbie and Jennofer, before they left for Tangs, while I rushed off to meet my &lt;s&gt;chauffeur&lt;/s&gt; brother to go home. Wah he's like becoming nicer lah, sent me either to or near the place I'm supposed to go to, instead of just JP (: AND DID I MENTION HOW AWKWARD I LOOK!?!?!? Ask Terence, lol I was practically complaining and criticizing my dressing whenever I could get a glimpse of my reflection =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other brother could not come home earlier so dinner was pushed slightly back, but I wasn't complaining, coz this means more time to doll up. Well, my mum was doing the work for me, coz Miss Thing here had no idea how to work the makeup. Didn't go for Winnie's BBQ, clashed with the family dinner. Sorry woman. We had to leave Yogi all alone at home =( the poor pup was barking as we left the house lah. Sighs. Anyway dinner was...erm, the food wasn't very fantastic; the chilli crab taste like it's ketchup crab instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went to meet Debbie at City Hall while waiting to meet Terence at Tanjong Pagar. Was joined later first by his friend Lionel. Ohhhhhhhhh and we got our picture taken at Happy! (: The place design was so nice, but pity the crowd wasn't good. We hopped over to Why Not? after Jennofer reached. It was hmmm, very interesting and an eye-opener indeed. I only have this to say...that is, we girls should be ashamed! Many guys there dare to dance and I dare say some dance better than girls. Ask Jen, she should know best *coughsguywithcapcough* =P The music was very different from the usual hip hop r&amp;b which I'm used to, didn't dance much but whoaaaaa those guys' dancing are enough to keep me from boredom lol. Tsk and my eyes kept hurting for don't know what reason! Heeeeeeeeee I had a waterfall treat from Ted! Lol hafta admit I was pretty nervous, was worried I couldn't handle the taste. Surprisingly, it was good. Damn good, so minty and hot, just the way I would lurrveee my drink to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/happy~.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/happy%7E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who's were at Happy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115941656315488327?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115941656315488327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115941656315488327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115941656315488327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115941656315488327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-backkkkkkk-this-is-gonna-be-super.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115788075413362042</id><published>2006-09-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T17:34:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been too lazy to blog lately because I reckon it's such a CHORE. But i'll try, bleahs. First thing first, before I forget, lemme make a few birthday wishes here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zhong Lue, whose 19th birthday falls on 7th Sept. Hehe expect the treat from Michelle and I this coming week girl!&lt;br /&gt;2. My coach Miss Ruyi Seah, who turned (2&lt;b&gt;_&lt;/b&gt;+ 1) years old today! Many thanks for being patient and having faith in us.&lt;br /&gt;3. My ex-coach Jill, whose birthday falls on 30th Aug. May not be close to her, but nevertheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the Eureka Symposium on Wednesday. Well Joreen and I certainly enjoyed that day very much, what with almost-countless number of cab takings (and it was so ironic especially since we are complaining of being broke), and an incident when Joreen bit at her pendant, something which my pup Yogi had smelt and licked and attempted to bite at it when that girl was carrying him. Go figure, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked on Thursday and Friday, and tada, we have a new GM. I'm not very sure what his name is because I erm, just couldn't catch it. Ooooo I caught The Devil Wears Prada last night and it was fantabulous, though slightly predictable with its concept of "success vs morals" kinda thing. Both Gisele Bundchen and Heidi Klum had cameos in the movie, although the latter was more of a backdrop, lol. Awwww I'd guessed Terence must be so disappointed that there was no Adriana Lima =P speaking of that guy, urgh almost nonstop beeeeeching aimed at me lah, tskkk. Anyway, thanks for the Eeyor bracelet dude (: bleahs though feeling guilty all over again about the chocolate eggs' no-show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 more days to a new school semester, yucks.........and 15 more days to my ahem hatch day! But it isn't too early to get presents now whaaaaat, right? Hehe can't wait to get the Elmo Junkfood Tee lah. It's such a torture to have the knowledge that it has been bought, but I'll hafta wait 15 more days till it lands on my eager hands. Hahaha nevertheless, many many big heartfelt THANKS to Ah Pui ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I still have many unfinished tasks to complete:&lt;br /&gt;- Complete FYP report and FYP research.&lt;br /&gt;- Pack my pigsty room. &lt;br /&gt;- Getting both my and Ah Pui's mp3 players fixed up at Creative's.&lt;br /&gt;- Not forgetting my handphone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- Lose some flab&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Most salah conversation of the day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tiptoeing to peek at what floorball stick a guy was seen holding in the train*&lt;br /&gt;Sher: I'm checking out that guy's stick.&lt;br /&gt;Terence: That sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;*After few seconds of silence and judgement and guessing*&lt;br /&gt;Sher: I think his is a Fat Pipe.&lt;br /&gt;Terence: WHAT!?!?!?!?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Fat Pipe is a floorball brand lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115788075413362042?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115788075413362042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115788075413362042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115788075413362042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115788075413362042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/09/been-too-lazy-to-blog-lately-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115729776552502332</id><published>2006-09-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T01:32:10.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long entry, be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a war at my house!! a dog war!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have a dog now! heh, it's a white maltese-mixed-with-i-dunno-what; we reckon it could be jack russell coz he is soooooooooooooooo hyperactive and resembles a jack russell in many ways. lol his name is yogi, as in yogi bear u know hahaha. WELL as i was saying, there was ewok, chewy, yogi and my bro fren's dog named er, boy, in the house juz now. noisyyyyy sekali! anyway here are the mischief-makers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image(734).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28734%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yogi the lamb in disguise! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image(743).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28743%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, the one who should be named chewy(chewbacca) or ewok instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image(741).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28741%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewok the astronaut =X lol everyone was making fun of his microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/09042006235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/09042006235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past pics of chewy. he's grown so much that he's slightly bigger than ewok now lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Yogi%20%26%20Chewy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Yogi%20%26%20Chewy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 darlings in the house.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched charmed all the way till 6am. yes yes i've gotten scolding and i've learnt my lesson =( pesta sukan-ed with ntu storm and tada! we lost. nth much to talk abt except, as conceited as this sounds, deep down i know we shouldn't have lost. we had such an advantage over them and yet...anyway it's history, get it over and done with. this goes to show that we not only need to train even harder, teamwork need to be build up as well. because really, i ain't no feeling any communication nor spirit which had been there during ivp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs why does everything hafta come now when i'm down and broke? the dough has been depleted pretty much lately due to payments here and there macam i've been throwing it away liddat, and now one more is coming up in the form of 20. i haven't shopped since aussie trip - i don't think it was even shopping when i was there - and now, just when i feel i could fork out some to get myself a new pair of slippers...guess it's not possible anymore for now. it's not that i'm not willing to fork out or contribute, i am more than willing. but considering that i'm always on a tight budget these days, it's not easy at all to fork out especially if it's a big amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add on i've &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; asked money from my parents for the things i buy or pay for. in fact, i haven't done so since sec sch. i pay for whatever stuff out of the allowance given to me. and now, the thought of asking them to buy me a new handphone is giving me a headache coz i don't know how to open my mouth and ask. i'm not from a rich family, my parents aren't rich people. the place one lives in &lt;b&gt;do not determines&lt;/b&gt; how well-to-do one is, and this is one misconception many people have. can't help getting defensive but i get really annoyed when i get comments that "aiyah u rich girl what" or anything close to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm just too softhearted for my own good, and i hate this. i just have this inability to say "no". and because i just couldn't and i don't know how to say no, i tend to get into trouble and stuff -.- right now, me simply just wanting to buy something nice for myself is also too difficult a feat, because i'll end up analyzing and overthink, if it's worth it to get or if i really need it. my friends also kinda get the brunt of my never-ending questions when i'd set my eyes on something lol. aiyahhhh my birthday is coming soon lah and i would love to pamper myself but i doubt that's possible too. lol i need lessons in saying NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really sucks. and don't anyone dare condemn me for being a miser or whatever shit with money. it only goes to show that you truly don't know me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, enough of complaining. this blog has been full of complaints lately, bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;replies to tags:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haj: I MISS U TOO SITI!! wishing u could come back for ivp coz we need u!&lt;br /&gt;fish: WOMAN~ of course i miss u lah u this kind very hard to forget tau! =P&lt;br /&gt;liying: yah lor old liew lah, hais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115729776552502332?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115729776552502332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115729776552502332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115729776552502332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115729776552502332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-entry-be-prepared.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115656574417249422</id><published>2006-08-26T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T12:15:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok that's it! I need rest desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an old lady now. Here i am, lying on the bed resting my aching body. Everywhere aches lah - my arms lah, my legs lah, my butt lah, my back lah, even my head-ached so bad last night. Had chionged floorball training 4 days this week. Running in an air-conditioned place is no joke man, it will open the nose tap seh. Anyway, my body is officially strained and used to its max; I can't get up properly when i sit down, and i can't do too sudden and fast movements, sighs. And i'm still going liquid later at night -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what else to blog about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115656574417249422?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115656574417249422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115656574417249422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115656574417249422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115656574417249422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-thats-it-i-need-rest-desperately.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115578039928526141</id><published>2006-08-17T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:06:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>terence is right. the world is just me me me me and more ME. i'm sick of this selfish trait so many people have. moreover to make things worse, my predicted grades are the most horrible i've ever gotten, and it's making me depressed. i've never gotten such grades before, and this sem has definitely made a huge dent on my gpa. who can i rant it to? huh? i just wanna run away lah from everything okies. from studies, my problems, other people's problems, family problems, SO MANY PROBLEMS. it's not that i'm not willing to listen to others u know; i'm more than glad to help them in whatever ways i can, and i know i'm not the greatest friend around, but why can't i have the same treatment? why is it that sometimes i could feel insincerity emitted from friends, especially those i trust and am close to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i know i've made a mistake before by practically shutting myself off from all friends because of a stupid blinded love i had for someone unworthy of my affections. fine, mistake acknowledged, but has it been accepted? am i still being punished for my blunder? have i isolated from all friends now? have i been there for those who needed support? have i taken the risk of offending friends when i gave brutally honest answers and opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rant-free now and i feel lighter now. these accumluated frustrations have certainly been held back for too long. thanks to the ones who always know what to say. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;got this from rupert; a quote to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you are strong when you are weak, you will know it when you experience it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115578039928526141?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115578039928526141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115578039928526141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115578039928526141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115578039928526141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/terence-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115573351942550412</id><published>2006-08-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:07:41.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate that time of the month. i had to have cramps every time! sighs, my left leg is hurting too, internally at that. the best part is the bruises on both knees haven't healed, freakin' pain when i rub it. jie huei said that the fall caused an impact on the bones, that's why it's still hurting. aiyah i dunno lah, i hate it when i'm unwell, it would always be a half-way-there thing. hope i get better tml. i need to get better tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dramas all over again! i'm watching "stairway to heaven" vcd, something which i shld've done a long time ago but NO I DECDIED TO PROCRASTINATE SO MUCH THAT I HAVEN'T COMPLETE MY REPORT AND POSTER AT THAT. gotta speed up and finish as much work as i can before the holidays arrive. YES YES IT'S IN 6 DAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sidetrack: am watching singapore idol and paul twohill is as bad as ever, i seriously wonder what is up with those girls who crazed over him *rolleyes* for joakim i can understand, he has the looks, but paul?! what looks? the judges only have themselves to blame for bringing him to the piano shows in the first place. as usual i have to say, SINGAPOREANS ARE BAD AT VOTING FOR THE RIGHT PERSON.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get my earrings from the yahoo auction after all. the seller claims to have sent it but noooo apparently it seems to got "lost" in the mail again. this is the 2nd time happening lah ok. why is it that for my 2 other auction items i got it right on time but for her not once, but twice unsuccessful attempts? best part, i told her to email me once she's sent it. she said she forgot to. like hello? i wasn't born yesterday u know. i daresay i was being polite throughout the whole correspondence but she claimed i was being rude and interrogative and accusing. even called me a rude obnoxious bitch on my ratings, lol. anyway pls be aware for this seller "tit toot". not trustable at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(GREAT. I THINK I'M FALLING SICK AS WELL. TSK.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon in 6 months time, i'll be outta rp. time to start thinking where i can go, both studies and floorball. i nvr like science, so i wouldn't wanna get involve with it in further studies...but hais i dunno lah. i would love to do tourism and hospitality management, otherwise it would just be sports, but i can't possibly do sports as a full-time job in future, can i? as for floorball...let's just say rp is no longer the place where i would see myself playing floorball competitively after grad. i'm sure i'm not the only one who thinks this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, whoever's reading my blog, if u do not believe the contents of my entry, pls, stop reading and just get the fuck outta here. this is MY blog, i have no reason to lie. i write what i like in here. i don't write to convince, i write to remember. i'm tired, no more naggings at others. from now on, my concern will only be directed towards the close ones. in fact, i think pms has helped me started on it long before i realised it, hmmms. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115573351942550412?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115573351942550412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115573351942550412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115573351942550412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115573351942550412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-that-time-of-month.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115521347833206645</id><published>2006-08-10T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:40:35.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone pls be beware of a push-cart in cineleisure 2nd storey. it is located outside of minitoons somewhere there; it pins the earrings on this straw mat thingy, sell other accessories as well. damn salesgirl there overcharged us for buying a pair of earring last saturday. and the funny thing is, before we bought it, we'd asked another salesgirl about the price of the earrings i wanted, and it was half of what we paid for. because i've lost it, jie huei went to buy for me again. and this time, she was charged the cheaper price by a totally different salesgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the salesgirl who was at the cart last saturday could even ask us "is it okie?" when we paid already. like there's any use *rolls eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it just ridiculous? and when she questioned the salesgirl about the incident last saturday, (it was a different girl) instead of apologizing for the very obvious mistake, she came up with some excuse saying that maybe there was some promotion or whatever shit lah. yes the overcharged price may just be 6 bucks, but price is not the matter here. it irks me when people do not admit their mistakes and apologizes, especially when they are doing business. it's not as if we are demanding for a refund, but a proper explanation and apology. if this is the way u do business, pls juz get outta the sales line. talk about responsibility. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't give a fuck if this entry puts that push-cart in a bad light (though i doubt so, considering there are other push-carts as well), but i just want friends to be beware of salespeople like this. DEMAND AN EXPLANATION IF ANY SUDDEN CHANGE IN PRICES OCCUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to call ppl stupid, but if u're gonna come up with an excuse to cover up your mistake, at least pls think of a plausible excuse. what ever excuse u'd come up with was downright dumb and lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115521347833206645?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115521347833206645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115521347833206645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115521347833206645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115521347833206645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/everyone-pls-be-beware-of-push-cart-in.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115488017168900343</id><published>2006-08-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:02:51.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks!!! i love them. so pretty and bright and wow! went to watch the display last night. can say this is my 1st time watchin a fireworks display. and from where i was sitting, it was kinda directly in front and so near that i can feel those thing thing drop on me - the downside of having a wonderful view. but nonetheless, i love that moment; it was with someone special :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;court training on tues and fri this week. at our own school court!! yay =D finally the place has been done. but danggg we are not gonna be the deflowerers -.- the guys will be, tskk. i wanna wear nice nice tml to school but there's training...........got my beep test result ytd. ermm, i'm just really surprised that i could reach this stage. so yeah. but it's good to see almost everyone's results improve, so well done girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click is a nice movie. really touching at some scenes. teach a couple of lessons about life. definitely worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone pls remind me to return book to the library tml. i haven't even made it past the first chapter can -.- am gonna borrow another book, Pride And Prejudice by Jane Austen. hehs, can't wait to get my hands on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and will someone lend me Meteor Garden 1 vcd?? i feel like watching it again. thanks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115488017168900343?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115488017168900343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115488017168900343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115488017168900343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115488017168900343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks-i-love-them.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115476118930820360</id><published>2006-08-05T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:04:16.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call me being anal about it or mean or WHATEVER, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;take/borrow/use my things without permission, and yet DO NOT have the BASIC COURTESY to return it back to where it is; logging out or shutting down my laptop when i'm obviously leaving it on for a download...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be prepared to face the wrath. i'm not gonna be the nicey generous little sister i've been for these 18 years. it's time for me to be mean and calculative and stingy and selfish. what's the point of being nice when you ungrateful creatures not only do not appreciate it, you took me for granted and continued being as if dad and mum have never taught you manners? i'm not gonna stop being POLITE and COURTEOUS. i'm still going to ask for permission when i borrow your stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my dear brothers, look what you've done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115476118930820360?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115476118930820360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115476118930820360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115476118930820360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115476118930820360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/08/call-me-being-anal-about-it-or-mean-or.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115427901937423889</id><published>2006-07-31T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:29:49.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seem really prone to having bad falls eh? Friendly with the year 1 MJ boys last thursday left me bruised on the same hip area (recall, nasty fall during this year's IVP), with bonuses on my left elbow and both knees. Those on the knees are the nasty ones. Apparently, this boy stuck his stick in between my legs (that sounded so wrong) while I was running with the ball &amp; attempting to do another bulldoze down the sideboards to shoot from the side. Thankfully this time the impact on my left hip wasn't big, otherwise.................let's not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, went DXO =X shhhhh my parents do not know about this of course. The music was okie, but as it progressed to fast remixes...ermmm let's just say, the dancefloor soon became pretty empty, which is kinda rare to see in other clubs...BUT, the company was great. I love clubbing with these people. Heh, just gonna wait for the time when I'll go with ifarm...AND THE HOLIDAYS ARE APPROACHING!! In 3 whole weeks lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/29072006(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/29072006(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/29072006%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rp adroits (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/29072006(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/320/29072006%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with sze sze! And ahem, I'm still waiting for miss pang to send me the pics from her phone!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;i&gt;The Lake House&lt;/i&gt; with ifarm. Awwwwwwwwww this movie has officially become my favourite romantic movie of the year. Everything about it is so surreal and peaceful. I wish I lived there, the surrounding is simple and quiet. Wait till I watch &lt;i&gt;Il Mare&lt;/i&gt;; heard from ted that it's great. Can't wait to get the show from him. And yes, I don't care if the time paradox in this movie doesn't make sense, it's the love part that won me over. Don't watch this if you're gonna be skeptical about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I enjoy the times when I'm with you. Never felt more comfortable and happy and free. I'm deeply touched by your words, and I just hope for the best, for us. I'll never wanna let you go, even if things had gone on to a friendship level. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115427901937423889?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115427901937423889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115427901937423889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115427901937423889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115427901937423889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-seem-really-prone-to-having-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115379403833934457</id><published>2006-07-25T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:30:38.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's so many things i wanna address that i just don't know where to start. lately many things have been getting on my nerves, as much as i try to keep them under wraps, i just can't. what is the blog for if i won't vent my frustrations in it? i'm disappointed, with a big D. i'm just tired already lah har? i'm sick of being a nagger/reminder/advisor. what's the point outta of this when they aren't heeded? does this mean i shld stop caring? i'm tired of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriousness during training - i couldn't put more emphasis on it.&lt;br /&gt;yes true, we have fun and we laugh and etc, that's the norm in trainings. but it gets on my nerves when i see &lt;u&gt;no effort&lt;/u&gt; being put in. and i'm not even talking abt court training, it's the physical that puts me off more. people aren't running properly during fartlek, many aren't giving their all to sprinting when it requires them to do so. and this is what happens when janelle isn't around. come on girls, are u so bad to the extent that u need janelle around to babysit and scold and nag at u to RUN? this is for ur own fucking good, if u're not gonna do it properly, then just stop already, don't waste your time. physical training is to train up ur bloody stamina, strength and endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna my last year taking part in IVP. i'm really hoping we can clinch a position better than 6th. we played so much better than ever this IVP that it must have surprised detractors who reckoned we were just gonna kena thrashed again. all i want is just for that good performance we put up to continue. seeing that we don't have yanzi as our goalie anymore, i'm hoping and expecting the current goalies to work hard and fill her shoes. i have nothing more to say abt this except, i used to have faith in them. right now, i'm not sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stupid. didn't i already say that i won't care no more? and here i am, getting pissed off over matters like this again. and it's not even abt my studies! not abt myself as well! i might as well just spend time thinking where else i can play floorball right, somewhere i can make a higher and faster progress. at least this is a focus on myself, and not any other stuff that probably doesn't deserve my concern no more. i'm nowhere near good, and i'm yearning to reach that level. but considering the circumstances, when can i ever be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if i'm really fortunate to be where i am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115379403833934457?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115379403833934457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115379403833934457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115379403833934457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115379403833934457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-so-many-things-i-wanna-address_25.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115344591089332044</id><published>2006-07-21T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:38:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wassup with me getting stuck? first, it was the slides at wild wild wet, the closed AND open slides. how embarrassing it was at the latter experience to have me PUSHING MYSELF down the slides -.- then it was juz now, when my huge (but nice, heh) green bag was too wide to pass the mrt barrier, causing me to get momentarily stuck. ARGHHH IRRITATING!! but thank goodness i got onto the bus in time, so i won't be later than 8.45am =D though i reached 1 min later, but oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was good. i love court trainings, it's always when i get to train my shots and passes during drills and free time, though i totally dread some drills, which required me to attack. urgh, i'm really bad at attacking, seeing that i'm so panicky, any nice shots i'd attempted is always tyco. will rp court be ready any sooner!? can't wait to train there permanently on new ground, new rinks, new everythinggggggggggg. the court on tsh is so slippery. or mebbe it's just my shoes, hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw jennoferro on bus 172 again on my way home from training on wed! 2nd time oreadi arrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll get my earrings tt i got online soon, way overdue. still contemplating if i shld get those stuff on yahoo auction. kinda worried that they'd get lost again or something. hais. and school end semester quickly pleaseeeeeeeee. i just can't wait to enjoy during the hols lah, sighs. i need a good recharge before the start of sem2, which i would hafta work doubly hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115344591089332044?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115344591089332044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115344591089332044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115344591089332044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115344591089332044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/wassup-with-me-getting-stuck-first-it.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115286080272386640</id><published>2006-07-14T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T15:10:46.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so sad. charmed has really ended...this current season showing on tv is the finale one lah, sighs. i love charmed lah, such a faithful fan to it, been watching it from very first season. and now it's over. HURRRRR even though it's a happy ending to it, i still don't likeeeee. it feels like u're losing a friend. yes yes i know it's a silly comparison, but it's true. why must there be an ending? =( i know i'm gonna feel this way again when desperate housewives end its run. thankfully i wasn't too into "friends" otherwise i would've gone nuts that time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GONNA GET CHARMED DVDS!!! as much as i love shopping for clothes and accessories, this one will be my motivation to work even more, hehs. it's just me lah, i love collecting the dvds of my favourite shows or anything. it would be so nice to collect that charmed-theme ouija board too, but ackkk up till now i still don't know where to order it from. and the folks would prolly not be happy abt this purchase decision...lol like i'm gonna care what they would think of it =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about my charmed-plus-other-tv-shows-obsessions. i went out for dinner with the current-20-year-and-2-days-old ni ke at seoul garden last sunday. gave her a treat she never forgot, because we ate SO MUCH, that it got her exclaiming, "i've never eaten so full to this extent!" or something like that lah. hees but nevertheless, it was an enjoyable day out. fish joined us later to jalan. she bought stuff, i bought stuff too! *winks* so nic, stay happy alrights, u've reached the big 2 already ehh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day at work on tuesday. it was ok overall...hafta admit though, i was very uncomfortable, felt like a total idiot, so much that i felt like quitting after last night. but as the time goes by...it got better, kinda got the hang of it. it was pretty fun actually, come to think about it. thank u many many to meiwei, and the others who guided me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness me i had thought i lost my earphones yesterday in the canteen, but ack, guess what, it's in my earphones lah! bleahs i'm a helluva of silly person. and huei pin is coming home tonight! yay! hees =D gonna go toa payoh awhile to buy tops with rafidah! heeeeees, i need new tops lah. i'm gonna get tt victoria's secret top and abercombie top from online! don't careeeeeeee i want them! so nice lah! lol if any kind souls wanna get for me, i don't mind also. since i'm turning 19 like in 2 months and 11 days hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115286080272386640?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115286080272386640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115286080272386640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115286080272386640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115286080272386640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-so-sad_14.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115254755082205470</id><published>2006-07-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:09:41.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did do much for fyp report. and that's a shitty thing. i came home immediately after school ended, instead of attending trainings, in hope of doing the report and study proteos ut. but NOOOO, i didn't. i slacked my way through, eat ice cream and watch tv. goodness i'm so bad at discipline. i need huei pin here lah, sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntu match was okie. i was forced by pang fish to switch positions with her, thus playing center in the last period, and goodness it was horrendous. i was clueless abt my role, and had to look out at the bench for ruyi to give instructions. hahaha jia lat lah, my being center is already so bad, AND i'm like how terrible at being a forward! bleahs. and suddenly it just dawned on me why janelle didn't like tt player. what a sore bitch she was, goodness. next time just accept the fouls if it's true dammit. don't give stupid excuses in that whiny voice of yours, it ain't pretty woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall complain more tml in class when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 months, and going strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115254755082205470?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115254755082205470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115254755082205470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115254755082205470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115254755082205470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/did-do-much-for-fyp-report.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115212103924090984</id><published>2006-07-06T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:08:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been extremely lazy to blog lah can anot tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed school on both monday and tuesday recently, no thanks to gastric flu, which got me vomiting almost everything i consumed. when i took a bus back home from cck on monday, blardy hell i had to puke at the bus stop BECAUSE IT CHOSE TO BE PURGED AT TT PARTICULAR TIME LAH. and i just had to have ribena in my water bottle on tt day, which leads me to use tt to rinse my mouth *yucks* i was also running a temperature and my body felt like fuck, damn blardy painful. not only did i fall ill, deb + yati + nic as well. the onli common thing we had was bubble tea; i only had a sip and yet my case was pretty bad. thank goodness i got better the next day, but i didn't go as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i hafta chiong really hard for genomics in the last 7 weeks. skipped 3 times in total and my predicted grade is already a D+ lah. hais, not the first time happening. i've nvr performed well in sem 1, it's always sem 2 that i do better, and the gpa in sem 2 always saves my butt, maintaining my gpa. luckily there's onli 3 modules to do next sem, so i won't always be tempted to skip class =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going for interview this saturday with yati. before that, having a friendly with ntu tempest + storm. then it'll be the very-looked-forward(if there's such a term) swim. yess we're gonna terrorized the pools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm gonna miss u, and u know that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115212103924090984?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115212103924090984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115212103924090984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115212103924090984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115212103924090984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-extremely-lazy-to-blog-lah-can.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115165432277700722</id><published>2006-06-30T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:58:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huei pin came to visit me just now! haha she had wanted to wake up early to find me lah, siao char bor, lols. but nevertheless, it was a pleasant surprise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks i hate ulcers leh. they are so ugly, so geram, so yucky, and SO PAIN! hurrr i just wanna rub salt on it and get rid of it lahhh. if onli i can squeeze the pus out just like a pimple =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go for dinner with my parents at meiwei's workplace. the main purpose behind it is for them to check the place out, coz i told them i wanna work there. and being the tends-to-over-worry parents, they had their reservations about it. oh well, i just hope they let me work there, i need the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the end of the week. hehs gonna go shopping tml!! not much of clothes, more on accessories, heheheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115165432277700722?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115165432277700722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115165432277700722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115165432277700722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115165432277700722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/huei-pin-came-to-visit-me-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115094225177739841</id><published>2006-06-22T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T10:10:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hees for one of another rarest times, i'm early for school! Reached at like 8am and that's like how early lah! My dad didn't go to work today and thus he sent me to school...only that i'm the one in the driver's seat hehehe. I drove home ytd too after training, and got an earful from him during the trip because of the many mistakes i made. Bleahs, anyway i'm just so happy lah now! Who knows, soon i may get to use my mum's car and drive to school? Wah that would be damn shiok. (Oh ya and before i forget, this is to winnie: i think i saw chue ytd while i was on the way home! He was just behind me, with his gf i think haha. (:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went for physical training conducted by janelle ytd. Hmmms i like it better, except the late part really sucks; i had to run 15 rounds around that many rows of water-splash-fountain-thingy coz i was 15 mins late lah! We also had a relay shuttle run challenge with the netball girls, pretty fun actually. Lol I think i must have lost like 10kg already with all that running ytd =P If i carry on like that, wahhhh confirm slim down by the time this sem ends. And ack...we're gonna have a friendly with the MI ladies this sunday. I'm definitely looking forward to it coz so long nvr play floorball already lah! But eeyer i'll meet poh ah pui on court XP Note to self: i must not let a certain no.39 score when i'm on court *guffaws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol is such a...I have no idea what to say. Ppl like this joakim and rahimah can get in like *rolls eyes* I hope matilda and nurul gets in; they're really good but all salah song choice. Most others are just plain horrible. And i don't like this meryl girl, she's not good lah faints. If she joins that Superstar contest, i think she would be not bad; i mean, mandarin and english singing are just too different. Lalalala enough of this blabbering alreadyy. It's not gonna be the first time Singapore is voting for the wrong people to advance anyway. (BEFORE I FORGET AGAIN, anyone has "Stuck" by Stacie Orrico? Hehs heard that ytd and it's been playing over and over again in my head. So SEND IF YOU HAVE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml will be the first time i'm giving tuition. Nervous nyerrrr! I hafta thank winnie lah for all this, my encylopedia in tuitioning =X aiyah i kept asking her so many questions lah! Hahaha, but nevertheless, don't care if i'm scared anot, gonna just go on with it, gotta think of the money $_$ i know i sound so money-minded but broke is liddat one lorr. Hurr just hope that tube from miss selfridge will still be in stock =( there's just so many things i wanna get and get done, like refurnishing my room. Feel so motivated alreadyy to work more! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking mariah carey all over again. Was watching her old live performances and listening to her old songs, esp "Love Takes Time" and "I Still Believe" which are like the nicest slow songs everrrrr! Her live performances in the past were absolutely WOW lah! What with the whistle and more-than-perfect singing. And she's so much prettier before, without all those makeup and erm, huge &lt;s&gt;like-nobody's-business&lt;/s&gt; boobs. I still prefer listening to her singing the ballads than those current rnb hits, that's just her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tskkk listening to "Gold Digger" makes me wanna club so much lahh. And all those club hits...It also doesn't help that haj's blog song is a club song u know =P TAHAN GHUI! 2 MORE MONTHS NIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115094225177739841?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115094225177739841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115094225177739841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115094225177739841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115094225177739841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/hees-for-one-of-another-rarest-times.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-115073430366590558</id><published>2006-06-19T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T10:09:21.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;hurrr i hate periods okiess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been some donkey years since i updated. recent happenings include chalet, which was totally enjoyable! hehs 2 days of bbq which ended till late at night lah; we can really eat sia. i'd put on so much weight after the very short 2-week holidays. pms lah what to do. and now i've prospered so fully...in the wrong areas -.- wednesday + friday esp saturday nights always make me wanna go club, arghhh no good no good! besides school has juz started. sighs 9 more torturous weeks, and i fuckin' hate school. i miss playing floorball too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played with marshmellows, and here's my new treasure fat cow (: u can see my dearest gran hugging it coz she loves it too! also a rare shot of my bros and me...those bitches =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image%28593%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28593%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image%28600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28600%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image%28601%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28601%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo most prominent event would be jennoferro's bday yesterday! went to ted's house to deco the cake and all hehs. fluffy is so tiny and so cute! tame and quiet as well unlike ewok =X haha. but awwww she's a darling too (: anyway we paid a surprise visit to her house, and aiyoooooo we had to ring the bell and knock the door dunno how many times and that girl still couldn't hear! they proceeded to fish and co while i went off to hoshi with my family for dinner. dropped by for the cutting cake and wooooo okiesssss the fish and co crew sang the bday song for her sehh. lol pretty embarrassing actually coz everyone's looking lah. nevertheless, an extremely enjoyable outing with ifarm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1010453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/P1010453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1010512.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/P1010512.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1010540.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/P1010540.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1010621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/P1010621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ifarm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/P1010548.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/P1010548.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyday is a happy one for me with you (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-115073430366590558?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/115073430366590558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=115073430366590558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115073430366590558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/115073430366590558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/hurrr-i-hate-periods-okiess.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114961622973224064</id><published>2006-06-07T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T01:54:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is sad. i've always thought i'll die die stay with adroits, and will be damn reluctant to leave them, even after i graduate. but now? i'm starting to look for options. it got me thinking of a title for this whole situation now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adroits: the last stand&lt;br /&gt;whose side will you be on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to x-men 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright back to fyp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114961622973224064?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114961622973224064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114961622973224064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114961622973224064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114961622973224064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114960951788022349</id><published>2006-06-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:38:53.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looks like the journey the first batch had together has ended. he thinks he's doing the team good by eliminating us huh? so now we are the rotten apples lah huh? if we weren't committed to this team in this stupid school, we would've all quit halfway before already. whatever, it was all good before all this interference. i'm not going to any of his trainings; i'm not gonna endanger my body becoz of those stupid trainings. i have my own way to train my own fitness and strengths. as arrogant as this sounds, i can pass the fitness test without any of those mindless purposeless trainings. like come on, the coach's physical training is 100000000000000 times more useful. ah whatever, what's the point of all this ranting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said it before and i will say it again: threaten all he wants, i will not go for his trainings. being a head does not mean one is right all the time. i'll definitely still wanna play floorball. for the school? i'm not so sure anymore. i'm sure they won't suffer if they kick me out as well, since there are so many potential ones to train up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, things are never gonna be the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114960951788022349?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114960951788022349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114960951788022349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114960951788022349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114960951788022349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/looks-like-journey-first-batch-had.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114949259157306177</id><published>2006-06-05T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T15:29:51.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DID IT!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i was gonna kena an immediate failure lah; the tester had his file closed the whole time! but thank goodness, 16 demerit points. not a very pretty score, but nevertheless it's a pass, and i'm thankful for it. big big thanks to my parents, everyone who wished me luck, and WINNIE CHONG for being there to give me support, hees ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YESSS i'm allowed to go liquid room this wed! excited nyerr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114949259157306177?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114949259157306177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114949259157306177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114949259157306177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114949259157306177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-did-it-d-thought-i-was-gonna-kena.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114943949109774805</id><published>2006-06-04T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:09:48.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;tml is the day. the day i will take the long-awaited driving test. i'm praying so hard that i won't kena a particularly route that has slopes, and i won't kena a f-up tester. not to forget, to do well in the circuit courses and outside on the road. best of luck to me! i'm gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday it was clubbing with the girls - deb, nic, liying, joreen and sharon - which was supposed to be at butterfactory. well we did go there, but erm, the crowd is too old and the music is not our cuppa tea. and from wat i heard from sharon's fren, the club is catered to 21 and above lah -.- so after downing our complimentary drinks, it was off to liquid room and woohoo, the music was great; better than the last time i went there. but erm, there were some situations which were totally unwanted. i think it's all because of liying lahh, her polka dot dress LOL =X ohh i saw haj's brother for the first time and omgoodness he's so tall! therefore i conclude that the tall gene runs in haj's family =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from nic that there's gonna be a hiphop event thingy at liquid room this wed, and i so wanna gooooooooooo! =( though i highly doubt my parents would let me go, sighs. and before i forget, it's sharon's birthday! happy 19th birthday girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piccie galore~ all thanks to polka dot girl =D i'm looking so salah in them lah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/04062006(001).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/04062006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/04062006(004).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/04062006%28004%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/04062006(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/04062006%28010%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/04062006(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/04062006%28011%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/04062006(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/04062006%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114943949109774805?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114943949109774805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114943949109774805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114943949109774805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114943949109774805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/tml-is-day.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114912902789213151</id><published>2006-06-01T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:02:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the 3rd time of my year 3 sem 1 life, i'm early =D lols, coz i'm always late lahh, bleahss. woooo it feels good to be early sehh, i get to sit at the seats i preferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving...whoa i'm really nervous about this monday's tp. worried i kena fucked up tester, or kena a route that involves a slope =\ on one of the rarest occasions, my engine stalled while i was doing the circuit slope. previously, the latter course was no problem for me. in fact, i have no problem with any of the circuit courses. until ytd, i had to clarify about moving out of parallel parking; or having mixed up the turning points of parallel and vertical parking; even my driving on the road isn't that smooth, with me unsure of which gears to travel on on any particular kind of road and so on. sighs, how siaaaaa!? i wasn't worried or scared about tp until now when the date is drawing nearer and nearer...pray for me plsss ppl =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was pretty good ytd, with some strengthening conducted by ruyi. frankly, i reckon that ruyi's physical training is better, more effective and more purposeful, than wilson's. all that stuff about mental power...crap, it's giving me bad aches all over my body lah. do more of it and i'm gonna strain my muscles. maybe it's because i haven't been doing much exercise lately, but to do a 100m or more of frog-squat-hop is no laughing matter lah. aiyah anyway, it feels good playing floorball, even though it's juz drills and short games, but i'm lurrvvinggg it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo tt turquoise tube dress i had bade for has been taken by another person! i was outbade -.- lol ah well, nvm lah. i dunno how the whole thing works actually =X first time trying to bid, bleahs. nvm lah, shall go find it in far east plaza myself, haha. besides i wasn't sure if i could fit into it nicely, since i've hmmm, prospered in all the wrong areas =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs gonna hit the clubs very very soon...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because of you, i find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114912902789213151?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114912902789213151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114912902789213151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114912902789213151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114912902789213151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-3rd-time-of-my-year-3-sem-1-life.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114876210485443829</id><published>2006-05-28T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:35:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>x-men 3 last night, and the da vinci code today =D both movies were great, i enjoyed them very much. great company, great seats (though they felt the same as cine's...er i think they are lah huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go shopping, though i have no idea what to get. hmmms actually i do lah, a dress. hehs, unbelieveable lah, but i want one! saw this nice one online, and decided to bid for it, hees. i want a good pair of jeans and more accessories esp earrings for me plss! XP i need a frickin' job lahh, hais, saving money doesn't seem to be working for me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna bother no more, but i just can't do it. and i hafta put up a pretense, that i dunno anything. yeah, right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114876210485443829?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114876210485443829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114876210485443829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114876210485443829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114876210485443829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-men-3-last-night-and-da-vinci-code.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114857162236324714</id><published>2006-05-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:47:05.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>proteo lab today. tedious waiting processes in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dread going driving now. just don't wanna kena tt fucked up instructor again. my parents paid money for me to learn driving, and i'm certainly not gonna wanna waste it. i certainly don't need such a quiet instructor, particularly at such a crucial time for me - tp is nearing already lah. having him is like not having any guidance in the car at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems nothing is going well, doesn't it? awkwardness is screaming all over the place. i'm not angry with anyone, i was never angry. what do u call tt emotion when the heart is aching? tts whats i felt throughout. first move...how do u do that? i suck. is this really gonna end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this may be over. things may never gonna be the same again. guess this is when my life is taking a turning point. i feel so resentful towards what had happened. why? of all people, of all matters, why must this sorta thing happen to me? other problems look so tiny to me now. and mine is tearing me apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114857162236324714?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114857162236324714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114857162236324714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114857162236324714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114857162236324714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/proteo-lab-today.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114805601908382850</id><published>2006-05-20T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:26:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't seem to learn my lesson well, do i? after the time in australia, when my opinions were clearly overruled, i still wanna fucking kay kiang and interfere in other's matter. and it's happening again. sherilyn ghui, u'd better keep ur stupid mouth shut the next time. who needs ur lousy opinions. i dowan to care anymore lah, no one needs me as a friend anyway. no one ever does, i'm always juz a sparetyre for everyone to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114805601908382850?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114805601908382850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114805601908382850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114805601908382850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114805601908382850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-seem-to-learn-my-lesson-well-do.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114791781416661481</id><published>2006-05-18T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:03:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schoooooool blues =( gotta blog this quickly before 2nd meeting starts =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi feast yesterday! it was alright, not as how i'd expected it to be, coz it juz isn't as good as the one in town. anyway, i had great great company =P went for driving after tt while jie huei went to watch Poseidon alone. bleahss and she said it was good. back to the point, DRIVING WAS HORRIBLE! one of the worst lessons i ever had. i made mistakes like nobody's business, i got the one i was hoping NOT to get, and true enough the lesson was bad. he was so silent, even though he'd pointed out my mistakes, but there was not a word of advice or stuff, totally unlike most other instructors i'd encountered. thank goodness i'm gonna go for driving more regularly; i hadn't gone for at least 3 weeks, till yesterday. argh, never would i wanna kena him again! hurr juz let me get my usual instructor lah tolong tolong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached tsh at 7pm. ruyi wasn't there, and training was alright, though disappointing.. but it was great for me coz i trained my drag and slap shots (: juz gotta stay consistent lah XP ah well, it's up to one to make the training time worthwhile, even though there's no coach. if it was in the past, i'd prolly juz slacked to the max. but nahh, i'm more eager to train my shots and stickwork and improve on my weaknesses, than waste my time and transport money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pms sucks. u tend to eat alot and flare up easily. I DON'T LIKE! shucckks, i need to do pp asap. i told him i would try to submit it by this weekend. but i'm suffering from a terrible writer's block, i'm just not good at essays. there's training later, which i hope would end early, and there's the glitz dinner to attend this friday. aiyoooooo howwwww!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays pls come faster. 15 days more. QUICKLY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114791781416661481?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114791781416661481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114791781416661481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114791781416661481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114791781416661481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/schoooooool-blues-gotta-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114767297462605834</id><published>2006-05-15T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:10:09.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so alienated. so stupid. argh whatever. i just don't look forward to go to class. juz this morning i was still complaining abt having to go school; the location sucks, the small canteen has worse food than the one at tanglin and just wanna be how fucking expensive, the sports hall is still incomplete lahh! hais. thank goodness for huei pin and friends to keep me sane and brighten up my school days, otherwise... ah well, today is med microb, quite a killer lah *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh i've got new movies to watch on my lappie! lol and i haven't been to the movies for like 3 weeks now, which is strange since i'd watch one seemingly every week =X so many good movies are coming out - da vinci code, x-men3, scary movie 4 (which i don't hafta watch in theatres =X), over the hedge, and etc. oh btw, jennofer noted that huei pin resembles hammy from over the hedge, hahahahhahahah =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suspect chewy and ewok are becoming gays. hais, pls don't let it happen! anyway, chewy is still as cute as everrrrrrrrr! he hardly bites now, which is good, and is getting more guai lah huh. i took pics of him while he was sleeping, and omggggggggg so adorable lahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image%28517%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28517%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image%28518%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28518%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi buffet this wednesday. i'm gonna eat till my fill, been craving so much for chawanmushi and salmon sushi =D hehe, i'm so loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;94 glorious days (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114767297462605834?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114767297462605834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114767297462605834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114767297462605834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114767297462605834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-alienated.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114672815831105163</id><published>2006-05-04T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:11:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;expired entry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais all these charmed videos are making me sad. the one abt phoebe + cole and piper + leo. the latter was a touching one, while the former...sad tau! i've always tot their romance was a tragic one lah. i miss watching charmed, joey, friends, sex and the city, desperate housewives and etc lahh. i want the dvds T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, ted showed me the buttons mtv ytd and aiyoooooooo it is HOT. the dancing is so woooo, so i put it up in friendster. from now on, i'm going to keep my hair long and healthy, i'm going to cut some fat as well. my inspiration is nicole from pcd, NOT ted's nicole of inspiration =P kinda finished watching all of miss swan videos too. lols so nonsense lah, tsk. and zl is lending me satc dvd, prolly today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was a great ifarm outing last sat, though i didn't go for klunch...i saw tt i missed out quite a lot of fun =P i was so hungry tt night lah, er i shan't elaborate on it =P many piccies taken, one in particular i would like to comment on, is winnie's shot: wahhhhhhh so top model sehhhh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gran's getting better now; on painkillers while her leg is being exercised. anyway she'll prolly be discharged this sunday. thanks to all for their concern and visits (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't be able to change class, and great, tt woman forwarded my mail not only to my mentor, but to every fac in sas, if i'm not wrong. like hello!? tt mail is supposed to be fucking confidential!? i was so pissed; as if everyone's conformed to the same level of stress. fuck that. but what's done has been done, what more can i do than to tolerate and fight throughout a whole semester? 13 more weeks, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, i didn't wanna care anymore. and yet, here i am, getting frustrated and angry and upset about everything all over again. i hate to care, i hate to get irate, i juz hate to bother. it makes me wonder more, why should i continue to stay on when it's so fucked up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114672815831105163?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114672815831105163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114672815831105163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114672815831105163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114672815831105163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/expired-entry-hais-all-these-charmed.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114658565254004035</id><published>2006-05-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:08:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image(502).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28502%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/1600/Image(503).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: url('http://www3.telus.net/wilsoncheung/cursor.ani')" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/511/200/Image%28503%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our pretty pretty pics taken at liquid room! i must have taken quite a lot of bourbon coke by that time already, lols look so tipsy lah. it was fun that night, thanks to those who went who made the night enjoyable (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanted to go home today, cannot stand staying in class, like hello? it's proteomics! hais. mailed my fyp supervisor asking her for some advice about the difficulties i face in class. hope she can help me. but didn't meet her in the end to talk personally, my flu was getting worse lah, hais. but ehh, i still ate topless 5 sticky chewy chocolate ice cream =X so damn yummy. despite a splitting headache (which got better due to the wonders of panadol), i'm totally addicted to playing super mario 3 on gameboy. it's the most fun version lah, but kns i always game over at the last stage, where i hafta battle so many canons to fight the king, bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i've borrowed a book from the library. wanted to borrow the romance novel by julie mcnaught (which is darn good to me, since i don't usually like the genre, and it ain't cheesy at all), but decided on "carrie" by stephen king. had always wanted to read that. haha anyway, plenty of time for me to borrow and read lah. sighs, if only i can juz spend my whole time reading instead of studying science -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BUNIFA AND MISS SWAN AND CLORET! damn, all those antics and their speaking styles are so funny lah, that i can't help but laugh like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais i dowan to go school plsssssssss =(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114658565254004035?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114658565254004035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114658565254004035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114658565254004035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114658565254004035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-pretty-pretty-pics-taken-at-liquid.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114646234873755073</id><published>2006-05-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T14:04:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally we went clubbing. at liquid room. the 4 of us. blah, music wasn't that great, still prefer the one at chinablack, though it's constantly on repeat =P but too bad, heard it's closed down? hmmms. hahaha huei pin got "picked up" by people ehhh =P well well, the whole thing was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am killing myself slowly lah, sighs. those chicken wings and late nights and bourbon cokes are affecting me now, i'm sick like nobody's business. waddahell the last time i'd fallen ill was like onli 2 months ago lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a malay wedding yesterday. yummy food, and quite interesting to see the whole procession before the bride and groom take their seats at the stage. lol don't kill me for saying this but a couple juz came to my mind, whom i actually imagined them as the bride and groom. no prizes for guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrr i'm coughing. and the gameboy low batt already lah how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving those funny skits from madtv. check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcVvRGhhsZs&amp;search=bunifa"&gt;bunifa at the booty tree (feat. tyra banks)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT MISS SWAN TOO! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114646234873755073?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114646234873755073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114646234873755073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114646234873755073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114646234873755073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-we-went-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114629739090438628</id><published>2006-04-29T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T15:56:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm hooked to playing super mario on gameboy, hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've fallen sick!!! what a flu, sneezing and coughing and sneezing and coughing. didn't attend school yesterday too =X i think the sick season is back again lah, so many ppl seem to have fallen sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"take the lead" is a HOT show. i'm never gonna look at ballroom dancing the same way again. and DO U KNOW!? that the lead actress, laurette something, tt slim black girl, is runner-up in cycle 3 of ANTM! hahaha juz a fun fact lah huh =P stupid ch5, why didn't they show cycle 3 sia. from what i read, it seems cycle 3 is the most woo entertaining one. oh well, i just wanna watch ANTM lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far fyp going well...still having problems abt what nutraceutical to choose, hais. as for pp, i haven't touch it yet since i've gotten my resources. hais ghui eh, so lazy. and i say again, year 3 is a killer. i hate going to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most possibly going clubbing tonight...hmmm shan't say much. but i hope to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114629739090438628?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114629739090438628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114629739090438628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114629739090438628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114629739090438628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-hooked-to-playing-super-mario-on.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114589351079421608</id><published>2006-04-24T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:12:48.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't wanna do it anymore. i really don't. and that is science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs all i can say is i'm still struggling, with proteomics and genomics especially. almost broke down because i juz can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the art of seduction" is so funny lah. a pity i was late and we missed the first 10-15 mins of the movie =( sorry ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp gonna be on 15/8. booked like 8 lessons all spaced out in these 16 weeks. tolong tolong po bi po bi ar, lemme pass it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts badly, and i'm starting to cough. hais sekali falling sick again ehh. but i do know &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; is sick (ahem don't answer tt ehh =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a good rest. AND I'M ALWAYS LATE FOR SCHOOL! YIKES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114589351079421608?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114589351079421608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114589351079421608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114589351079421608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114589351079421608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-wanna-do-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114546124494852773</id><published>2006-04-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:40:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seoul garden feast for us today! ate so much lah, till i wanna fall asleep sia. had driving early in the morning at 8am, yawns. and yes, i did shut my eyes for awhile while eating. then i had to feel sick, some weird funny feeling in my stomach tt made me queasy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tml again =( and it's medical microbiology. i hope i don't get the knn fac tt everyone dislikes. i prefer the other one!! aiyah i confirm gonna be damn quiet again. i don't like lah, to be in a class like that. i feel stupid, and i won't wanna talk for fear of saying the wrong things. sigh, i still like my year 2 sem 2 class best - it wasn't a hardcore smart class, yet it wasn't a slacker one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol tt singapore idol ad with jacintha is damn funny lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114546124494852773?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114546124494852773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114546124494852773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114546124494852773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114546124494852773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/seoul-garden-feast-for-us-today-ate-so.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114528553610787369</id><published>2006-04-17T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:52:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school and i'm not liking it one bit :( okies yes yes i'm fucking poor at science, and it didn't help that proteomics is damn chim. hais, and it didn't help that i was suffering from bad cramps. dammit lah i hate it leh, every month i'll always be a sick cat because of it. anyways, the class...this is one of the times when i would feel totally stupid. damn jia lat seh, i'm really not cut out for science like this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyys, i've got my hoop earrings finally! 2 pairs, white and purple, all thanks to huei pin ((: now i have 4 new pairs, hehs. i love earrings lah. and body shop too, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things to do tml after school; pp, fyp and driving. ah well thank goodness wednesday is an off-day. driving and a seoul garden feast! =D it's been a long time since i went there seh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired already, shall sleep soon after desperate housewives. dang lah i still feel dl it better, will get to see some parts which they'd never show on tv, like for example, andrew's sexual orientation was never really revealed. oh well dunno lah. i do think that the part where gabrielle was releasing the balloon was very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH OFF LAPPIE NOW GHUI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114528553610787369?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114528553610787369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114528553610787369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114528553610787369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114528553610787369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-of-school-and-im-not-liking.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114520041877765415</id><published>2006-04-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:13:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm dreading school. SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all set for what to wear and stuff for school tml. sighs, i don't like lah. i know practically no one in my class. even if i do, they're onli in my class for one day. BIG HAIS. meeting the girls at 7.30am tml, lols which is like damn early lah. but oh well school is like so gigantic, scared get lost ar while finding my way to my class :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch jill's play yesterday. it was pretty funny, and jill looked totally different seh. I BROUGHT A BROLLY OUT THINKING IT WOULD RAIN HEAVILY IN TOWN! BUT NOOOOO, it didn't even drizzle -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne is a nice place, kinda like the weather, WHEN it's not freezing cold of course, haha. took plentiful of pics, and many funny incidents happened too. nipply lah, barcode head lah, meiwei's hand pointing lah, and etc. i didn't do much shopping though...to the shock of many, lols. so i didn't quite live up to the sign "born to shop" which joey gave me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't complete pp =X 1300 more words to go, bleahs. encourage me ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna stay home and rot my time away. school should juz go awayyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114520041877765415?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114520041877765415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114520041877765415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114520041877765415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114520041877765415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-dreading-school.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114414949691403236</id><published>2006-04-04T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:18:16.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm leaving the house shortly. hmmms, not sure how i'm feeling. i'm really excited of course, since this is the first time i'm going overseas myself! (erm don't count KL trips lah, on planes i meant.) i dunno, i dread the moment when the plane takes off. guess i'm gonna miss home and my family, especially a particular someone. ackk hope i don't cry later lahh, sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally eligible to book for auto drive training (: and i haven't finish my pp can =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;now that the moment is here, i find it so hard to part with u. i guess this tells me how much u really mean to me. pls take care...and i miss u lots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114414949691403236?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114414949691403236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114414949691403236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114414949691403236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114414949691403236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-leaving-house-shortly.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114398918303307340</id><published>2006-04-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:46:38.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>procrastinate once again, and i haven't done pp yet!! goodness lahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got woken up by daddy and mummy to go makan lor mee, then it was off to my aunt's place; they went pulau ubin seh -.- anyway, i rotted there, watched "the nanny"  on cable, which in my opinion, is a darn good comedy lahh! ch5 shld just show re-runs of it lahh, tsk. went tsh to watch the 2pm and 4pm matches; innebandy vs genesis game was damn exciting lah. the genesis keeper used to play for nus saints and he's freakin' good can! and luck was definitely on his side lah. there was an instance when the ball was so still and near the net at an open area lahh. but woo he's good lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, fyp meeting tml. and darn, i haven't researched on anything yet. hehs after tt, it's gonna be some small shopping for me and a prolly BIG one for huei pin =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dread the day when we will part for a week. i'm gonna miss u so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114398918303307340?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114398918303307340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114398918303307340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114398918303307340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114398918303307340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/procrastinate-once-again-and-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114382957341723495</id><published>2006-04-01T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T02:26:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsk, stop saying i don't need more topssssss! it doesn't hurt to have more!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs finally i got my racerback (a pink nike one) from world of sports. wanted the white one instead but huei pin say pink one nicer, and plus there's onli large sizes for white -.- went to the surf shops at paragon and heeren and juz omg lah, i'm so in love with many stuff can! couldn't stop surfing roxy and ripcurl sites, and heheh i found some lovely things which i would love to buy in australia. i have a feeling tt i'm gonna spend lots over there and burn a huge hole in my already-holish pocket, bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was mainly on reversing and low-speed control for today's driving lessons. my neck hurts from looking back too much, and i was worn-out at the end of the 100 min session; must have yawned a million times today, and it felt as if i'd juz finished reading a book while the car is still in motion. aiyah i dunno how to explain lah, but juz car sick feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm gonna start saving in a piggybank again ((: ackk and i need to, tt shopaholic in me is acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't need the world to validate me. what i do and who i'm with now are choices i have made myself based on what i want. so don't flatter yourself and think it's because of you, that i've become who i am today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114382957341723495?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114382957341723495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114382957341723495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114382957341723495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114382957341723495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/04/tsk-stop-saying-i-dont-need-more.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114373130297992879</id><published>2006-03-30T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:08:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if u think i talk too much, tell me. if u think what i say is crap, tell me. if u think my words are actually complaints and bitching, tell me. if u think my opinions are shit, tell me. if u don't like what i say, for fuck sake &lt;strong&gt;tell me&lt;/strong&gt;. don't take me as a fool, and don't make me feel like one; that's the last thing i need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever lah huh? i'm juz gonna shuddup already. thank goodness my interest is still strong, and that's what's gonna push me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIVING SIMULATOR GIVES ME A HEADACHE LAH. yati still say like daytona pulak -.- but yah lah it does feel like daytona except the screen is concave and it's so hard to focus on it, bleahs. oh well, i'm juz so glad, coz i will've finally reached stage 3 when i go for my next driving lesson ((: but boohoo, it will be 12 days later before i get to go for another lesson after tml's. hope i dont forget lah har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a tan badly can. i look too fair for my normal self le lah. these days have been pretty hectic for me to go sentosa at all, and it's been raining heavily -.- oh well see how lah har? hope to go to the beach in australia lahh, but it's gonna be damn cold lah howwwwwwww!? and i need to cut fat lah, tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must do pp tml. i must i must i must. and i'm gonna bring my notebook with me to australia and write the remaining if i hafta. i must complete it like one week before school reopens. I MUST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114373130297992879?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114373130297992879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114373130297992879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114373130297992879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114373130297992879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-u-think-i-talk-too-much-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114364536183120382</id><published>2006-03-29T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:31:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm totally worn-out. ackk my whole body is aching badly, all thanks to 3 days of floorball, which were pretty intensive. juz so so tired...guess after the aussie trip, i'm prolly gonna take a break from floorball and shift my focus more on driving, fyp and my friends, whom i'd been neglecting much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs I'VE PASSED MY FINAL THEORY TEST!!! before i clicked the "end test" button, was so scared lah can, coz there was at least 4 questions which i was unsure of. but oh well I PASSED!! =D then it was an hour of wait before i go for practical lesson. goodness me i was so damn blur today, drove pretty badly. when the instructor told me to signal left, i signaled right. when he said right, i signaled left *SLAPS FOREHEAD* mampos lahhh aiyo. and blardy hell it wanna rained how heavily juz now lahhhh can't see clearly at all lah! and i felt so dumb, coz i didn't know how to switch on the demister, windscreen wiper and headlights :x OH WELL! i've booked my slot tml for driving simulator, so it won't clash with the aussie trip briefing at 2pm. heard from yati tt the simulator is very fun, like daytona liddat, hehs. hoho, very soon, and i'm able to book for auto, then tp! *beams* well done ah ghui! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take an ice bath asap. ohh and cut fat too, considering the huge sakae sushi feast i had with poh huei pin juz now :x AND PP! OMG i havent touched it in days and my personal deadline is in less than a week! TSKKKKKK!! and i haven't packed my luggage lahh can, confirm will kena nag by my dad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooo and i must mention, i got a nice "nightmare before christmas" card holder (((: but ehh, got one extra pig keychain ar, press and there's fake shit pooping outta it -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114364536183120382?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114364536183120382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114364536183120382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114364536183120382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114364536183120382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-totally-worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114347718066095340</id><published>2006-03-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:37:03.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyah, my "jack" kena accident and has lost his left leg, lols :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training at ite mac with jill being the coach for the day. she talked to us for almost 2 hours before we played a short friendly with the ite mac girls. aiyoyoyoooo the game was rather high in tempo and line-change was super superfast. then i had to embarrassed myself...coz when i backed, my legs somehow got tangled, and oh-goodness-me-BAM! i fell on my butt and sorta almost flip over, with my legs hanging in the air like that. tsk tsk, so clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some of us stayed after the friendly, and juz trained passes and shots, and also played game among ourselves! heheh i finally managed to train my slap shot sehhhh. but it is all thanks to the teacher lah huh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was the last match for us in the league, and it was against the big boss. ackk i played badly, sucked big time. was so confused by their play, that most of the times i felt like an idiot. my passes are all koyak to the max, i hardly get to touch the ball much. but oh well nvm...it was a good experience after all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh clubbing on 12 april! =D one last time before school starts. and i haf 1 week more to complete my report!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wooo and from tml onwards, i am gonna be a good girl and wear my retainers religiously when i get them tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i juz wanna say, chewy is the cutest pup everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. wat a darling ((((: but so damn naughty lah wah lau. oh well my family still sayang him lots despite tt, lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114347718066095340?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114347718066095340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114347718066095340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114347718066095340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114347718066095340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/aiyah-my-jack-kena-accident-and-has.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114326931917852901</id><published>2006-03-25T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:49:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's official: my lappie has had its brain transplantation. sigh, the old hard disk was faulty, high possibility that all my data on both C and D drive is gone :( all the piccies, music, blog stuff, videos (MY DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES SEASON 1!!! MY SEX AND THE CITY EPISODES!!! MY WEDDING SINGER!!! *sobs*).......................no more..................poof! juz like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz realised my family desktop has plentiful of songs -.- gotta start making a list of songs i want, and start saving for an external hard disk XP then i can start transferring songs from deb's and my zens...wah lau ehh damn sian lahh, gotta redo and start from scratch again, sigh. so BEWARE PEOPLE! i'm gonna go around soon, to start stealing piccies and musics and videos, whatever i can get my hands on! hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot depend on my lappie anymore such that, i'm starting to write down my schedule instead of typing them away on excel calendar, sighs. freak lah, i forget wat time's my dental appointment this coming tuesday lah, how nyerr!? gotta rush pp as well, i've onli got 10 days to complete it, and i certainly do not wanna leave it till i return from australia. sighs, i wish i can juz leave everything behind and go out to enjoy myself but i can't...been procrastinating long enough...so i'm sorry to ifarm, for not going out today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last match tml, and it's against moosettesz. eeks and i say again, i really really hope the team will be in full strength tml...play our hearts out against the big boss! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a reminder to myself and poh huei pin...&lt;br /&gt;WE MUST START CUTTING FAT ALREADYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;my gran told me that my face looks so round like bak pia le lahhhhhh, tskkkk.&lt;br /&gt;lols this means no more indulgence, no more sticky chewy choc ice cream, no more junk food, no more no moreeeeeee! :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss u lah. so much can. bleahs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114326931917852901?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114326931917852901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114326931917852901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114326931917852901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114326931917852901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-official-my-lappie-has-had-its.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114317619214333198</id><published>2006-03-24T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T12:59:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lappie has once again, GONE BONKERS!!! eeyer, and it's juz when i was gonna sit down and work on my pp!!!!!! i can't enter windows at all lahhh...omg lah i'm juz praying hard tt i won't hafta reformat, at least not yet lahhhhhhh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd finally met my pp subject alice chung, and OMG she's really cool i must say. very friendly, and quite a joker, haha. watched them trained awhile, and whoa it got me absorbed such that i was listening intently to the coach as well, lols :x wheelchair tennis, definitely not an easy sport...i'm deeply impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokokies gotta get changed to go schooooooooooooooool, to it helpdesk, then to nokia centerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;don't doubt my words, don't doubt my feelings, don't doubt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114317619214333198?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114317619214333198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114317619214333198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114317619214333198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114317619214333198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-lappie-has-once-again-gone-bonkers.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114304631839168723</id><published>2006-03-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:16:08.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okiesssssssss i am blogging lah =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving tml again in the afternoon; i'm gonna learn u-turn, scary nyer! then i'm finally gonna meet my subject for my pp! heng lah the tennis court she trains at is near my area lahh, at japanese garden, hehs. gotta crack my brain to think of more questions to ask her lahh, onli got 8 qns lah! quite nervous but excited nyer! coz she's gonna pick me up in her bike! woo like cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yours, mine and ours" is a pretty decent movie. watched it with deb, then it was seafood platter for her, and 2 darn huge pieces of swordfish collar for me =P but it's yummy lahh; i love the garlic lemon butter sauce!! then i had to go grocery shopping. lols i felt AND must have looked super auntie, but aiyah dont care lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays my problem of locking my wrist when i play floorball is getting better (: thanks to u =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss u.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114304631839168723?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114304631839168723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114304631839168723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114304631839168723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114304631839168723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/okiesssssssss-i-am-blogging-lah-p.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114278361423912498</id><published>2006-03-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:01:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chewy has become so naughty lah. he keeps biting ppl can, but tts prolly coz he's teething now bah =/ oh well, he's still as lovable and cute as ever ((((: everyone in the family dotes on him so much, and tt silly pup is really like a baby lah aiyooooo, sooo geram nyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adroits vs pinkies, 1-3.&lt;br /&gt;it was one of the most tiring matches for me; there weren't enough defenders, namely only liying, aw (who dropped back from center) and myself. changes weren't made well and fast, i was way worn-out before a period ended. =/ in fact i think ytd's match was also the one with the least number of players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;goalie: yanzi&lt;br /&gt;defenders: aw liying sher&lt;br /&gt;centers: fish meiwei&lt;br /&gt;forwards: liz jasmine sharon aishah rafidah natthida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm sorry if i missed out on anyone's name...as u know lah, memory not very fantastic :x nevertheless, it was a great game. everyone played well, put up a good fight. the team eh...aiyah, our playing is like rollercoaster can; one week we'd do well while the other we'd play badly -.- next week vs moosettesz alreadyyyyyy, like omg lah. in fact, i think this match is like the final stage of a game, where we would meet and fight the big big boss :x wahhhh tolong tolong bo bi bo bi ehh, don't let us screw up this last match. i hope the team will be there in full strength...(: coz to play with only 3 defenders, tiring tau! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;i am 18 years old, not 8 years old. why can't u folks trust me and give me more freedom? must i really be locked up at home all day to be considered "a good girl"? i appreciated being cared for, but isn't this too much? why must my friends always be seen as "bad influence" when they really aren't? even if they are, why don't i see myself smoking and doing all the bad stuff? juz becoz u might not have had any true friends, doesn't mean all friends are bad, doesn't mean all of my friends are bad. i'm not insensible, i know what is bad and good, i know how to &lt;u&gt;differentiate&lt;/u&gt;. all i want at times is juz some fun; i don't even go clubbing often at all. &lt;u&gt;i hate being the only girl, i hate being the youngest, i hate being overprotected.&lt;/u&gt; i'm not a frickin' blardy softie gu niang lah! arghhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114278361423912498?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114278361423912498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114278361423912498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114278361423912498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114278361423912498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/chewy-has-become-so-naughty-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114266827445078914</id><published>2006-03-18T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:51:44.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns, still bleary-eyed after 2-hour nap. went for driving lessons early in the morning at 8am, and straight away another one at 9.50am; 10 min break like no break liddat. bleahs, i kena the instructor which winno was talking abt, bo chup one. hmmm okies lah, hafta say he's damn quiet, unlike the other instructors i'd have. and he instructed me drive, drive all the way till clementi mrt area there before exiting, and all can. omg it was super scary. and my lane-changing is atrocious, bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match with pinkies later at 8pm. ack, hope i'm energized enough to play, really lethargic these days...in fact, i dunno how i'm gonna run later, when my butt hurts so much. YESSS very painful leh! after driving when i get outta the seat, omg cannot tahan, like macam kena toned liddat seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok dah, gotta take a quick shower now, don't wanna be late again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114266827445078914?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114266827445078914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114266827445078914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114266827445078914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114266827445078914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/yawns-still-bleary-eyed-after-2-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114252374873178043</id><published>2006-03-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:55:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my butt is aching like mad, no thanks to driving today. my left heel is not allowed to touch the floorboard while controlling the clutch lah -.- hees, i passed final theory evaluation! beams* booked final theory test on 29th this month. gonna have 2 lessons each tml and saturday, and 1 on sunday. damn busy lah, muz catch up. i'm supposed to be quite good with stage 1 stuff considering i've gone for 7 lessons already, BUT, i'm not, my moving off is damn poor, and my feet coordination is damn sucky. and the engine stalled many times when i was out on the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSS! i'm finally driving out on the road. damn blardy nervous, but thank goodness my instructor for today is very funny and nice. a malay chap, btw, and a darn joker. kept telling me to say, "yes sir" instead of "yah", and and, he said this to me when i was abt to leave (since he was talking abt singapore idol previously), "so u've learn to sing a song lah, 'i dream, i can drive...' "... LOL funny like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've made some opinions known. these days not many are upfront abt their feelings abt what's happening, but really, there is something wrong and nothing is being done abt it. yes sure, i'm blogging abt this online now instead of voicing out vocally, but if i hafta do so, there's no doubt i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit i forgot to contact my pp subject today! arghhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114252374873178043?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114252374873178043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114252374873178043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114252374873178043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114252374873178043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-butt-is-aching-like-mad-no-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114244009672356825</id><published>2006-03-16T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:33:03.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd juz booked my driving lessons like nobody's business liddat. yessss, i went nuts over chionging it, that i've booked in total of 14 lessons from tml thurs till april 13th, giving time for pp (i finally got the new number of my subject -.-), aussie trip and fyp; which reminds me, i muz email my team abt it already lahhh, haven't heard anything abt it yet can! hehes, gonna go for driving at 0950hrs later, and it will be my first time out on road, coz i've finally applied PDL! yayyys! then it would be final theory practice and evaluation in the afternoon. then i'll hafta contact my pp subject already; muz finish pp report by end of next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg lah, ni ke's driving center so cool can! got e-learning one lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i'm desperate to complete everything before 26 sept this year, otherwise i'll kena from my parents lahh. sigh, who ask me lah, didn't go for many lessons in the last 6 months. oh well, gonna be really really busy with driving and pp and fyp during this hols, coz as i've mentioned it in the previous entry, they are now my top priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahhhh, i muz also remember to send my lappie to acer for repair/servicing (whatever u call tt) if possible =/ something wrong with my usb port lah, and now i can't transfer songs to my zen, super stuck with the same old songs -.- AND ALSO, my handphone to nokia for servicing! i muz complain lahhh, the phone so slow, camera makes faces fat, and ringtone not loud and clear enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaa muz save money already lahhh, bleahs. still need to pay my folks back the 500 bucks =( oh well, i can do it lah har, so optimistic sehhh ((: pray hard tt this sudden hardworking streak in me doesn't die off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114244009672356825?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114244009672356825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114244009672356825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114244009672356825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114244009672356825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/id-juz-booked-my-driving-lessons-like.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915976.post-114233629385923698</id><published>2006-03-14T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T19:44:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;NEVER TAKE MY STUFF WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, ESPECIALLY IF YOU DO NOT PLAN TO PUT IT BACK LATER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be a message to my dearest&lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; brothers who cannot seem to understand my simple words; words that have been told to them &lt;u&gt;over and over again&lt;/u&gt;, i wonder why. never fail to get on my nerves. and YES i find this really irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall take dinner soon and plan my schedule for the remaining hols, for driving lah, for pp lah, for fyp lah; my top priorities now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday till today, was at yanzi's chalet. the main highlight i can say about it...MAHJONG!!! hehe ppl who played include yanzi, joey, duck, deb, carmen, yati, joreen, aisyah &amp;amp; melvin. so fun lah! first night some of us played mahjong, while yanzi + hilman + khalique + melvin played dunno wat card game tt got them screaming and laughing and throwing the poker cards all over the place lahh. second night was spent playing mahjong with joreen + deb + yanzi, while joey and duck was sleeping upstairs again -.- played and makaned cup noodles, and chatted abt stuff. am glad i'm not the only one who feels tt way abt the whole situation (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoyoyoooo i think most of us has contracted the "post-mahjong-syndrome", kept thinking of playing it, tskkk addicted already lahh. HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving badly for satay now as well. jia lat man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7915976-114233629385923698?l=nylirehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/feeds/114233629385923698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7915976&amp;postID=114233629385923698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114233629385923698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7915976/posts/default/114233629385923698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nylirehs.blogspot.com/2006/03/never-take-my-stuff-without-my.html' title=''/><author><name>snowbelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
