<?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-6391008</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:41:57.018+08:00</updated><category term='quite'/><title type='text'>sarah's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>experiencing friendship, love and life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>587</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7543452903692897200</id><published>2008-10-12T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:48:14.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE MOOOOOVED (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to spiralsandstripe.blogspot.com (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7543452903692897200?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7543452903692897200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7543452903692897200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7543452903692897200' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8547311960621938156</id><published>2008-10-12T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:56:29.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>sarah has decided to stop being a lazyass and start with the updates again!&lt;br /&gt;it's not like many people actually come over and read stuff associated with the very mundane life which i have.&lt;br /&gt;who am i to complain with all the excitement and drama the past few months in my life?&lt;br /&gt;i thank God the drama is over.&lt;br /&gt;the excitement is gone but the stress is here.&lt;br /&gt;and here to stay for the next couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost done with my Southeast Asian individual report due this coming friday which is a great achievement for me considering that at the beginning of last week, i had nothing in my head. i knew nuts about the Mekong River. Today, it's almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm to start with my project on the Alaksan north slope. the tectonic framework of it. like i'm speaking english anymore. I too have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been moody, really really moody.&lt;br /&gt;i've been suffering from lack of sleep. i'm damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;too tired in fact to stay awake and happy for very long. sarah's tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no dinner available for me tonight so i'm stuffing my face with raisin bread and milk.&lt;br /&gt;my loves! (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;another week of school starts again tomorrow. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE HOLIDAYS TO COME NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8547311960621938156?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8547311960621938156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8547311960621938156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8547311960621938156' title='updates.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3293154615210779215</id><published>2008-09-06T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:35:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week in a flash</title><content type='html'>ONE WEEK HAS FLOWN BY!&lt;br /&gt;monday was the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANNIVERSARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart the first of september (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i went back to ace to pay the kids a visit.&lt;br /&gt;marcus got fatter, weizhe got tanned and yuexin grew taller.&lt;br /&gt;i still love them.&lt;br /&gt;went to school for tutorials and lecture after that.&lt;br /&gt;chalk day! damn the shoes that caused me blue blacks.&lt;br /&gt;fell off the wall. total embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with chow&amp;amp;ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was study day with babee.&lt;br /&gt;discussed marketing tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;went home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then the goldfish memory starts to sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was a damn long day.&lt;br /&gt;mathematics is the bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;calculations could kill me together with geographical terms.&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;picnic during southeast asia.&lt;br /&gt;studied till late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is petroleum again.&lt;br /&gt;marketing meeting.&lt;br /&gt;town with ade, sherilyn and jess &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a few lessons.&lt;br /&gt;EGO POPPED AGAIN. no more next time. I'M AN ABSOLUTE FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;loser. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's alison day.&lt;br /&gt;We are Family day (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3293154615210779215?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3293154615210779215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3293154615210779215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3293154615210779215' title='one week in a flash'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2073911090836523147</id><published>2008-08-24T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:42:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>artsbash 08</title><content type='html'>ARTSBASH08 IS FINALLY OVERRRR! (:&lt;br /&gt;it was an awesome experience. but before i blabber on to nonsensical rubbish,&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JON MA - ARTS KING 08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRACCE CHUA - ARTS QUEEN 08 and MOST WELL-GROOMED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOON KENG - MR POPULAR and MOST WELL-GROOMED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT BIG THANKS to:&lt;br /&gt;SYLIVA for coming down to be one of our judges.&lt;br /&gt;SHU for being such a great and understanding person to liaise with during sponsorship as well as for the FCUK membership card.&lt;br /&gt;ADE for the BIG and most beautiful sunflower i've ever seen before and for givng me tonnes of hugs and LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;BOON KENG for the bouquet of roses as the token of appreication and acknowledging the effort i put into this. (even though we all know you didn't buy the roses, you won them instead and you didn't want to be caught carrying them. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;CHOW&amp;amp;YING for sitting at mcdonalds and watching me eat till till i'm fat and being there for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL, WENJIA and AMELIA for caring and constantly being there for me through all the late nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was hanging out with chow and ying last night and the two of them are seriously the funniest couple ever! haha.&lt;br /&gt;ying has this mentality of &lt;em&gt;all men are bastards, if they treat you well, it's a bonus &lt;/em&gt;and poor chow has to live with it! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and she's always irritatingly correct and she's got the goldfish memory! haha. so much i remember from the 6am macs session! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i will update about bash with photos maybe tonight!&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to see my girlfriends! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2073911090836523147?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2073911090836523147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2073911090836523147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2073911090836523147' title='artsbash 08'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1610208622603302193</id><published>2008-08-20T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:47:37.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i got my sexy voice back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, congratulations to marc baby for making it into the finals (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the best for judging on dinner and dance. too bad i can't be there for you :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TUTORIAL BALLOTING IS A PAIN! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had the most beautiful time table ever, and now, it's screwed up because of ONE mod. damn sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to cheer myself up, ade and i have been online shopping at forever21! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but this is probably the last time i'm doing this or something because i have decided to save lots and lots of money by the end of my university life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a few good things have happened to me during the past few days! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND the occasional few bad stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've made a super colourful timetable which i (hope that i) am going to follow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;marketing is chimmmmm, but pretty fun so i'm hoping it's going to help a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so far, i love marketing and nature and society! the other mods are quite boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think it's the lecturer thoughh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARTS BASH IS THIS SATURDAY! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm damn excited cos all the hard work i put into it will be shown on stage. I KNOW IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus i'm damn tired from running around doing errands. i'm kinda glad it's going to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1610208622603302193?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1610208622603302193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1610208622603302193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1610208622603302193' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2325686190304282524</id><published>2008-08-12T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:44:04.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>optimism.</title><content type='html'>HALLELUJAH! (: I GOT MY NOT SO SEXY VOICE BACK! (:&lt;br /&gt;i can sing when i'm bored. sing when i'm happy. sing when i'm sad. sing when i'm angry. sing when i'm showering. sing when i'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;i can scream when i'm angry. scream when i'm frustrated. scream when i'm excited. scream when i'm going googoogahgah (:&lt;br /&gt;i miss my voice and it's back back back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I miss my first lecture for this semester. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always tomorrow to work on things.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel let me watch this beautiful music video online. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou babe! like seriously. As effed up an experience it is this year, I'm glad that we managed to meetup more like we used to and be there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;You and Wens seriously rock! I won't deny and Alywin and Nigel rock as much too (:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a brand new day!&lt;br /&gt;I've got tonnes of stuff lined up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I got a late lecture tomorrow, so I'm just going to laze my way till then.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will be running with Jas after that.&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the library to print my notes cos my stupid cashcard ran out of moolah today.&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm off to read my readings and being the GEEK that I ALWAYS HOPED to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping. (:&lt;br /&gt;buy myself one hell of a pretty outfit to make me feel good about me! (:&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO STOP LOSING WEIGHT AND START BEING ABLE TO EAT HEALTHILY AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY GASTRIC FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i smile because i deserve to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2325686190304282524?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2325686190304282524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2325686190304282524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2325686190304282524' title='optimism.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5080623772666234643</id><published>2008-08-11T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:23:20.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm down and sickly</title><content type='html'>I've been falling ill the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the running about from location to location, hanging out till late in the night has taken a toll on my health.&lt;br /&gt;I was fine a moment ago and the next, I'm down and out.&lt;br /&gt;I was diagnosed with a high fever of 38.3 degrees yesterday together with gastric flu.&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms are terrible, I felt like I was dying.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling cold. How cold? I was wearing a jacket in the middle of sentosa and I still was cold.&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly 8 different kinds of medication to feed myself with.&lt;br /&gt;I havent' exactly have had the appetite to eat cos I literally puke out everything I eat.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn sad. But I'm better after sleeping for almost the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of eating porridge so I've turned to milo and mcvities.&lt;br /&gt;Medication's been making me drowsy so I have to let some of my school commitments down.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS babee and lele made me stay at home so I'm stuck at home :( But I know it's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou very much Marc Babee for spending your Sunday with a sickly, germified me even though you could have done so much more with it while I was sleeping the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Mama for cooking porridge and bowling barley drink for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Lele and Elaine for showing concern (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better but the medication's making drowsy again.&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5080623772666234643?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5080623772666234643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5080623772666234643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5080623772666234643' title='I&apos;m down and sickly'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7319716652147987682</id><published>2008-08-06T08:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:10:06.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss the joys of my life already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody &lt;strong&gt;wants&lt;/strong&gt; to be loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been a long while since I was last here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been very busy, yes I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the 31st of August, I taught for the last time at the student care centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I baked for the children and I made little presents for my little ones and my class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They drew for me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My class got me lots of presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will always remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huang Lei, Goh Chiann Ying, Vivien Lai, Galvin Gan, Goh Wei Zhe, Marcus Tham, Tan Ye Sheng, Tan Yue Xin, Woh Jing Ru and Louis Liow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They got my stationery as they knew I was going back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As everyone of you should know, Wei Zhe is my favourite because he's just the sweetest thing alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every Wednesday, when I pick him up from school at 3 after badminton training, he'd always complain to me that he was starving. As the old naggy person I was, I'd scold him for not knowing how to look after himself and what not. But little did I know, his classmate told me on the last day that he didnt eat cos he was saving up to buy my notebook and pencil (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He seriously has got the be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweetest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boy I've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I spent the last day with my BAOBEIs and I left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life seems a little emptier without them around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I spend more time distracting myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can no longer look at them and start smiling for no reason what so ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Distraction is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It doesn't solve the problem. No one can help me solve the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But keeping myself busy, on my toes and loud noisy people helps a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pegeant is coming up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I've been super busy contacting sponsors, signing contracts and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, we went for the French Connection fitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which turned out as a disaster cos the girls were way too small sized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I liked the clothes though. And they fit me (: haha. PITY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's their photoshoot at 3 where I have to lug the huge ass bag worth over $2000 worth of clothing :( back and forth everywhere I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Island Shop fitting is tomorrow and their next photoshoot is on Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then school starts. YAY. more distraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm getting numb to the pain of losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; somebody to lean on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7319716652147987682?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7319716652147987682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7319716652147987682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7319716652147987682' title='i miss the joys of my life already.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6756425670942800018</id><published>2008-07-29T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:45:27.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THURSDAY NIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SENTOSA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANT TO SIT BY THE SHORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST WATCHING THE BOATS GO BY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WISHING THAT ONE DAY, EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's how i will be celebrating my last day of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life's been a big fat mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i were dead sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6756425670942800018?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6756425670942800018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6756425670942800018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6756425670942800018' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6038397039929858005</id><published>2008-07-13T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:37:28.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little old school love.</title><content type='html'>haha. i'm in the super oldschool feeling now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbmak - back here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l95MMbls0GQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l95MMbls0GQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LFO -girl on tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4iGDSjOpXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4iGDSjOpXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spice girls - stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpPyBXMxeb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpPyBXMxeb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;westlife - if i let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DOz9-NnPNDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DOz9-NnPNDk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wanted to put "my love" but i coulnd't embed it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. suddenly i think of orientation in my first year in NUS. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the late nights when i og went crazy and starting singing all these songs just to pass time due to physical exhaustion. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, tartarz.&lt;br /&gt;a year has passed and although there are clique, i'm thankful that all of you have crossed paths with me through this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think of my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;the days of being a child and singing random stupid songs and dancing them.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of memories. the 10years in mgs. the 10years of friendship :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thank God for putting everyone in my life to make me who i am today.&lt;br /&gt;changes are good in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6038397039929858005?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6038397039929858005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6038397039929858005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6038397039929858005' title='a little old school love.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4359718054186890603</id><published>2008-07-10T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:21:43.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>the past few weeks have been a turmoil for me.&lt;br /&gt;lots of personal issues to settled.&lt;br /&gt;some have been settled, others well, haven't.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost and i'm weak. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the children i work with.&lt;br /&gt;they keep me going, though they make me angry.&lt;br /&gt;they amuse me and keep me smiling through the most torturous of days.&lt;br /&gt;i wish and pray they do not lose their innocence and infectious child-likeness which is simply adorable when they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;there's a child in everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;some show it more, some keep it from the world.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE those children. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i pray God keep them safe in this unsafe world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else, i'm lost for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4359718054186890603?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4359718054186890603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4359718054186890603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4359718054186890603' title='quick update'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1728294766423442337</id><published>2008-06-21T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:44:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>children children children (:</title><content type='html'>it's been a week again.&lt;br /&gt;time flew by me this week.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, nothing exciting.&lt;br /&gt;though on 2 separate ocassions, little miss "i'm damn good" pissed me off at work AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;there was another who was rude. i think they've been sitting next to each other for far too long that she's affecting him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, friday was GAMES DAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;perfect day for the kids and the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;we spents hours gossiping and talking about nonsensical rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;the children had an entire day of PSP, Nintendo DS and what not. (:&lt;br /&gt;ooh XBox as well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we had prize presentation and lucky draw! 3 students got awards. 1 gold, 1 silver and 1 bronze for outstanding performance in school.&lt;br /&gt;and there was lucky draw! haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was well a very funny and amusing award presentation for the teachers! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;my nightmare happened when i brougght the kids to the playground when the sun was crazily blazing.&lt;br /&gt;AND i was physically tortured when they squeezed my hands till it turned red and my arm was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;and i got hit by the students as well :( tears were rolling down despite me laughing like crazy. IT WAS TORTURE.&lt;br /&gt;the things we do to keep them happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;headed to vivo&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today was exciting.&lt;br /&gt;the last weekend for the holidays so i got the great big fun of playing metal slug on ps2 with one of my students.&lt;br /&gt;joke around with the primary 6s only after teaching little brandon how to do with work :( it took a lot of patience out of me. boo.&lt;br /&gt;METAL SLUG was fun though i kept dying cos huang lei had to make the difficulty level at the highest!&lt;br /&gt;i'm in school now, waiting for Marc to finish his orientation stuff which was supposed to end 41mintues ago from now. (it's 1.41pm now)&lt;br /&gt;and so i'm amusing myself in the school library! making use of the school's resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts for the children next week!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to die. with all the checking of schoolbags, schoolwork and fetching them from school. my role as a mummy is finally going to start :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my thoughts about work so far:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like being a stay home mum. the children are amazing. they have so many different sides of them and when i thought about their parents, i realised that they are missing out on alot! at home the children are totally different from what they are at the centre and their mums and dads miss out on EVERYTHING. they come to pick them up, sometimes late. and all they ever do is scold them in front of us, or they just walk in and pick them up without even asking a thing about them :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1728294766423442337?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1728294766423442337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1728294766423442337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1728294766423442337' title='children children children (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2818012881881697760</id><published>2008-06-13T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:36:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's going to be a bumpy ride (:</title><content type='html'>excursion today was a tiring one. &lt;div&gt;last night, i slept at 2am and i had to wake up at 6.30am in order for me to get to the centre in time after eating my breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stupidly set my alarm at 7 cos i forgot that i had to take time to travel down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must have been really too damn tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, since i was late, i cabbed down to meet jas for breakfast at the macs near the centre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;head counted the children, took their temperatures and made sure that all their water bottles were filled up and they have visited the loo loo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we had to gather them into little groups and we boarded the bus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ESCAPE THEMEPARK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the teachers had a few rules to follow while the primary 5 and 6s had the liberty to roam free :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought the little ones on the family coaster cos they needed to be under parental supervision for most of the rides because they wer too short :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SFKDR4cpseI/AAAAAAAAAq0/5_QmnXpfnug/s1600-h/collage40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211372062054658530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SFKDR4cpseI/AAAAAAAAAq0/5_QmnXpfnug/s320/collage40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought them on the family coaster, the ferries' wheel and the choo choo train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you cannot believe how jas and i squeezed into those rides. they were meant for CHILDREN. like those approximately 1.1m! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we have our own way of having fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i managed the persuade the little kids to go for the daytona go-kart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of cos most of them were under the height requirement, so JAS AND I GOT TO DRIVE THEM ROUND AND ROUND :D PERFECT! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for lunch at burger king. i felt like their waitress or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were damn noisy. but we had an entire place reserved for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the public stupidly sat on our places so i had to squeeze with my sticky&amp;amp;sweaty students! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went along to play the carnival games!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I ALMOST WON MYSELF A NICE ROUND FLUFFLY STUFFED TOY :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;notice the word - ALMOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BASICALLY, i had to get either below 11 points or above 30 points within 6 throws of the ball in order for me to get the prize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there were points of 1 to 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i was aiming for above 30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;four of the balls ended up in 6 (HOORAY!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one in 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last one. I WOULD HAVE WON SOMETHING IF I ENDED UP IN ANY NUMBER &lt;strong&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/strong&gt; FOR ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but guess what number i got? ONE. :( what's the probability of getting and one? and i got it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT i have nothing to complain about considering that i have ultimately superbly sweet students (: well maybe one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SFKDRnzrzVI/AAAAAAAAAqs/MfxCZmo8ZO8/s1600-h/collage41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211372057587862866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SFKDRnzrzVI/AAAAAAAAAqs/MfxCZmo8ZO8/s320/collage41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goh wei zhe! (: he gave me his little bear in the middle of this picture :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. it's the only one that he won,the rest was from the scratch and win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a purple version of his red bears from scratch and win as well (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i have two bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fact that i got the one that he played for (even though the others are cuter) makes him very sweet :D most people would give the one that they put in the least effort for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE SWEET STUDENTS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, i had to play with the kids again. AFTER LUNCH :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jas and i had to go on the rainbow and the viking with them because they needed one adult to one child, meaning we had to go on it TWICE :( help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was going to die. yes. i have a fear of heights to top that up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we felt sick after that cos we had to go on 5 rides in a row to make the kids happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alas, it was time to go back! queasy and tired, we took the bus back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TADAH. my first ever excursion when i'm not the student and i've realised the pains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry to all my teachers who went through so much trouble to make me have an enjoyable day :D i appreciate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2818012881881697760?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2818012881881697760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2818012881881697760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2818012881881697760' title='it&apos;s going to be a bumpy ride (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SFKDR4cpseI/AAAAAAAAAq0/5_QmnXpfnug/s72-c/collage40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5320309479512975317</id><published>2008-06-12T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:08:07.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING ON AN EXCURSION TOMORROW! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. with the little children.&lt;br /&gt;all the way to escapte themepark (:&lt;br /&gt;where i will be a babysitter and a teacher and a guardian and whatnot!&lt;br /&gt;i hope i don't lose any of them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be sleeping early.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;there must be something on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;something that bothers me and eats into the very being of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5320309479512975317?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5320309479512975317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5320309479512975317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5320309479512975317' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4379342334179885863</id><published>2008-06-08T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:51:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS SHERILYN SOH!</title><content type='html'>seriously, nothing exciting has been happening in my life except for the little excitement i get from work.&lt;br /&gt;children are amazing. there are so many things you can learn from them while teaching them.&lt;br /&gt;it's a little late but CONGRATULATIONS TO SHERILYN! (:&lt;br /&gt;she's finally graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAFA graduation show was the main highlight for my entire mundane week.&lt;br /&gt;here's a few of my favourite designs which took the runway by storm (:&lt;br /&gt;the preppy look, children's wear and clothing for mums and kids. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIE0MgolI/AAAAAAAAAps/oSIR5h_O8UU/s1600-h/children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195904063545938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIE0MgolI/AAAAAAAAAps/oSIR5h_O8UU/s200/children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHwux7cFI/AAAAAAAAApE/6k14FXPTLTA/s1600-h/checked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195559012495442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHwux7cFI/AAAAAAAAApE/6k14FXPTLTA/s200/checked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxZtSKCI/AAAAAAAAApc/RbBn-qC1sdM/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195570535737378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxZtSKCI/AAAAAAAAApc/RbBn-qC1sdM/s200/mum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxPkdyAI/AAAAAAAAApU/Hd-TWozRutw/s1600-h/preppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195567814395906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxPkdyAI/AAAAAAAAApU/Hd-TWozRutw/s200/preppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really. all the clothing are designed by the nafa graduates themselves.&lt;br /&gt;pretty, aren't they? (: simply gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing GAIA! (:&lt;br /&gt;sherilyn's group's line of maternity wear.&lt;br /&gt;they won best visual concept (: damn happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFXxzRMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lxqgYB7_r_s/s1600-h/gaia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195913615197378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFXxzRMI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lxqgYB7_r_s/s200/gaia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFJ3m5aI/AAAAAAAAAp0/rn_iY-PZBKk/s1600-h/gaia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195909881456034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFJ3m5aI/AAAAAAAAAp0/rn_iY-PZBKk/s200/gaia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFRw6ZUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/35V75Al6r08/s1600-h/gaia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195912000857410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIFRw6ZUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/35V75Al6r08/s200/gaia4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxuEIDQI/AAAAAAAAApk/CCTElcPCuho/s1600-h/gaia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195576000253186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErHxuEIDQI/AAAAAAAAApk/CCTElcPCuho/s200/gaia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went for refreshements at the visitor centre and took a stroll round the exhibition area.&lt;br /&gt;headed for GIRLS' NIGHT OUT AFTER THAT (:&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate sherilyn's graduation, we decided to have our pathetic dinners at 7eleven =S&lt;br /&gt;we sat around and ate and my two dear girls had to put on their make up!&lt;br /&gt;-shakes head- and sherilyn has officially self-proclaimed herself as the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;drag queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: she's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;headed to zouk for mambo night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIoLpaN-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/56tbTxaKBJc/s1600-h/rah%26sher1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209196511654197218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIoLpaN-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/56tbTxaKBJc/s200/rah%26sher1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIn1LqICI/AAAAAAAAAqM/jKINKMhWRNY/s1600-h/rah%26jess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209196505623830562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIn1LqICI/AAAAAAAAAqM/jKINKMhWRNY/s200/rah%26jess1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of people there. and i swear the music is geting worse.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE inside was packed like sardines and there wasn't much space.&lt;br /&gt;sherilyn got a cut on her leg by someone who stepped on her while i have a bruise courtesy of a rude guy who stepped on my foot three times the entire night and didn't even have the decency to say SORRY! :(&lt;br /&gt;people like them. they are terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIod5XyxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/_8tg0iAu9WM/s1600-h/rah%26ade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209196516552985362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIod5XyxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/_8tg0iAu9WM/s200/rah%26ade1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIog0PrXI/AAAAAAAAAqk/nStZ4Faz7vQ/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209196517336788338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIog0PrXI/AAAAAAAAAqk/nStZ4Faz7vQ/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something hilarious happened to my girlfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;i shall not mention in here to save her from the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;but she's damn funny and adorable during then.&lt;br /&gt;though she accidentally tried to kill me by bringing me down to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;my dear girl, your secret is safe with us! we shall not expose you. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;so be nice to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Caiting called me today asking me what kinda footwear i would be wearing.&lt;br /&gt;adorable yes? children children children. i love them (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4379342334179885863?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4379342334179885863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4379342334179885863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4379342334179885863' title='CONGRATULATIONS SHERILYN SOH!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SErIE0MgolI/AAAAAAAAAps/oSIR5h_O8UU/s72-c/children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8187510508207069550</id><published>2008-05-31T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:45:51.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my dearest mg girls.&lt;br /&gt;private blog specially for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8187510508207069550?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8187510508207069550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8187510508207069550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8187510508207069550' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6942097362013806759</id><published>2008-05-31T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:31:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I've been having many many stressful days of work.&lt;br /&gt;this has caused me to be very tired out by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i have other problems to settle so i am unable to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;the result, exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;yes, those of you who have met up with me the past 3 days will know that i'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;i need proper rest, or i'm sure to collapse and faint and die soon.&lt;br /&gt;i have the ugliest of eyebags and dark circles.&lt;br /&gt;i see things in a blur now and i've got a terrible headache.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just today cos i slept for about an hour or so last night before having to wake up and go to school.&lt;br /&gt;why i couldnt' sleep is another problem that i don't really want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the recent photos i've taken, my dark circles are growing in circumfrance.&lt;br /&gt;today, i even had bloodshot eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've thought about things and i decided to keep a private online diary.&lt;br /&gt;those really personal one with every little detail going on.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to write them in a book but i remembered the trauma and drama i went through when my mother read my diary when i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;it's my new way to dealing with my problems by myself.&lt;br /&gt;learning new ways to be an adult and stop having to rely on people all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog about the little children which i teach and my work there.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too damn tired. i'm physically tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any photos of anything i've done are on facebook. please refer to there okay?&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOO DAMN EXHAUSTED :(&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6942097362013806759?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6942097362013806759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6942097362013806759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6942097362013806759' title=':('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4056659694412834723</id><published>2008-05-31T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:28:00.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ask about my grades and i swear go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;if i want you to know, i will let you know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT ASK FOR MY GRADES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you know, i flunked this semester.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN ANYONE MORE STUPID THAN ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of all you people gloating at me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. tired. tired. TIRED. DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;stop driving me crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4056659694412834723?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4056659694412834723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4056659694412834723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4056659694412834723' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5265979328552868403</id><published>2008-05-30T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:37:52.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyday at work is a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;the kids made me angry yesterday. i shouted.&lt;br /&gt;yes i did. i'm sad i did but i did.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my patience with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 2 of them wrote me super sweet letters that made me feel like crying after reading them to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and one said sorry face to face (:&lt;br /&gt;although they do piss you off once in a while, they are angels actually.&lt;br /&gt;really. (:&lt;br /&gt;brought them to the playground today for a while then it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;i sat around till their parents came to pick them up one by one!&lt;br /&gt;babee came to fetch me from work today (:&lt;br /&gt;we went for dinner at mayim before watching:&lt;br /&gt;THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: PRINCE CASPIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SD7awFsBIZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2bN3iJ5I8j8/s1600-h/prince+caspian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205838738982248850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SD7awFsBIZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2bN3iJ5I8j8/s320/prince+caspian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVELOVELOVE this show! there's absolutely nothing bad about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the fight scenes and the parts when they tried to sneakily move about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also love the cute little mice (: i should find a picture of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks love for the dinner and movie date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;behind my facade, sadness hides.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5265979328552868403?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5265979328552868403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5265979328552868403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5265979328552868403' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SD7awFsBIZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2bN3iJ5I8j8/s72-c/prince+caspian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1165364817192527644</id><published>2008-05-27T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:42:30.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK WORK WORK AND LOVIN' IN IT (:</title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY was my first day of my summer job! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. just in case you were wondering, i'm working at a day care centre at bukit batok near keming primary school.&lt;br /&gt;i got a class on 12 pupils who are all from primary 5.&lt;br /&gt;ocassionally, i will get to look after the little angels in primary 1 and 2 (: they are such sweetpeas!&lt;br /&gt;my first day of work was tiring and torturous actually.&lt;br /&gt;haha. they were rude and they were lazy and noisy :(&lt;br /&gt;i had to spend 7 hours with them forcing them to do their english work&lt;br /&gt;we were so busy that we hardly had time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed a tuna puff from the caltex near by and a crab stick from old chang kee and headed back to work!&lt;br /&gt;i have never marked so much work before.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the worst part of it all was i had no answer keys, so while they were doing their work, i had to do the exact work they were doing, check their school homework to make sure they get them right, keep them quiet and answer all their questions!&lt;br /&gt;HELL IT WAS A LOT OF WORK. i was drained after that i didn't even have the energy to bank in babee's cheque! sorry dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work slightly earlier today to mark their work.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really heartbreaking to see how badly their doing.&lt;br /&gt;some can even score zero for vocab and grammar! :( it's really really saddening.&lt;br /&gt;BUT AS MUCH AS THEY PISS ME OFF, I'M THERE TO HELP THEM. (:&lt;br /&gt;i shall persevere no matter how NOISY they are.&lt;br /&gt;how much of my voice i actually lose&lt;br /&gt;how many days i might have to eat puffs from caltex!&lt;br /&gt;oh i had to look after the primary ones, twos and fives today cos there was a lack of teachers! mygoodness me. the only word i kept hearing was "teacher teacher!"&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's quite cute after a while but it does drain you running here and there.&lt;br /&gt;but i LOVE LOVE LOVE children so much that for some strange reason, i'm not angry with them one bit (:&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should really become a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;they can shout back and talk back and call me names, it didn't bother me at all (:&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T GET ANGRY AND I DIDN'T SHOUT AT THEM.&lt;br /&gt;just that talking over the noise they are making can make me lose my voice.&lt;br /&gt;plus the dry aircon conditions with the lack of water. :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with my job (:&lt;br /&gt;2 THUMBS UP! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT GAMES DAY ON THE 13TH AND EXCURSION SOON (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1165364817192527644?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1165364817192527644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1165364817192527644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1165364817192527644' title='WORK WORK WORK AND LOVIN&apos; IN IT (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8101810962031387490</id><published>2008-05-25T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:41:46.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss megumi :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDmArlsBIYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Xda6fgomvi8/s1600-h/megumi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDmArlsBIYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Xda6fgomvi8/s320/megumi1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204332330742784386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i received an email from megumi! (: i have no idea whether she was in thailand or japan when she sent that email!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she attached a picture together with it! damn sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEONG LELE, SHE PUT OUR PRESENT ON DISPLAY IN HER ROOM IN THAILAND (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i was a damn happy girl to see that she's okay and enjoying massages and good food and loads of shopping while she's on holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss megumi already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to my dermatologist on saturday again! boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate going there. i watched no reservations at babee's house while he was taking his nap. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to dengzhi's house for DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DRAW BETTER THAN THIS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just PICTIONARY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girls vs boys. haha. the guys came up with unbelievable words to draw like processor, phyrotechniques, ammunition :( bullies. and even came up with ONE disgusting word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. we weren't any more merciful than they were. it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and THE GIRLS WON! hence, we did not have to face the punishment of getting drawn on our arms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left at like 2am and so i stayed over at babee's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY LELE for making you worry :((( i didn't mean to. marilou forgot to tell mama! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came home sweet home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suffered from horrid cramps after my sumptous dinner of fish, chicken curry, jellyfish, stewed chicken and fried prawns. all home made by mama the chef. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyou babee for distracting me through my pain by talking to me! haha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORK STARTS TOMORROW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm prepared to face up to my challenges! i've been mentally prepared about a few naughty children a one very rude one. i shall brace myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my goal for the 2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. not get fired! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. change the attitude of that one child (teach her about respect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. help the half of the class that are failing english to pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. have an impact (little or great) on any of the children there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8101810962031387490?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8101810962031387490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8101810962031387490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8101810962031387490' title='i miss megumi :('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDmArlsBIYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Xda6fgomvi8/s72-c/megumi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4776240333862737448</id><published>2008-05-23T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:26:29.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDbTs1sBIXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-iHr4teyXyY/s1600-h/anya_paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203579186752594290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDbTs1sBIXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-iHr4teyXyY/s320/anya_paint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AIN'T SHE GORGEOUS?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am rejoicing for TWO reasons today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one. i start work next monday (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes. i'm in charge of 12 not so little primary 5 children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my duties are to send them to and fro school for remedials, bring them out for excursions, help them in their academics and during our free time, play xbox and watch tv with them! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though the working hours are long and the pay isn't fantastic, it's a job for self-fulfilment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i find joy in watching all these little rascals running around, screaming at each other and giggling (: such joy. call it maternal instincts or whatever, i love children :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;two. I WENT SWIMMING TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i havent' exercised for about one semester and i finally convinced my lazy self to go swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didn't swim much (only 20 laps of the 20-25m mini pool) but it's a start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didnt' want to overexert myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the weather has been terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went down for my final interview and review of my "test paper" which i took on wednesday and could only solve all questions the primary school way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to trim my fringe. and now i look likea kid again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;preparing for the role to blend in with those angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i spent most of my day watching korean dramas and national geographic with grandmama (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fell asleep cos i didn't have good rest last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i went swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only to feel ultra hungry after that so i stuffed my face again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched more tv with grandmama and massaged my aching limbs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;called my sponsors to update them on our side. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;basically, my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;baby's supposed to come over tonight to say hello and spend some quality time with me since he's been very busy working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i'm going to start work soon so i can't pop by his office to say hello during his lunch hour anymore :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but he's at the hiding place with his mumsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i shall see him tomorrow i guess. and make the best out of the last day i'll spend with him proper until i end work again :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4776240333862737448?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4776240333862737448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4776240333862737448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4776240333862737448' title='HOORAY!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDbTs1sBIXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-iHr4teyXyY/s72-c/anya_paint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4222423820814821820</id><published>2008-05-22T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:30:58.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty shitty bangbangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should just shoot myself in the head and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate the days i have to update the other blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had the most horrifying nightmare of all time today when i was taking my afternoon nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything was just so vivid. it's was scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as i walked into the classroom, i saw a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she was in pain, in tear. the face i could not see. the situation i could not comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was another in the room. she was cursed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she had the power to kill at will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i offended her and she was after me. i hurt her in the knee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though why i have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ran and ran. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a few familiar faces stood by me in the dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sherilyn, ade, timothy (ade's cousin) and 2 others were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the walked to a white house. there, rituals of murder took place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i saw a body hanging from the ceiling, crying for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i saw lots of blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was a guard. he was one of them. he was after me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ran and ran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to a carpark at an old building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we found an old car and we took off. who the driver was, i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we arrived at an empty area. bare patch of ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it looked safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i saw the lady. the one with the turquoise beaded bangles and the analogue timer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the timer. what did it signify?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when it struck zero seconds left, she would run. run after me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;looking for me. to kill me. no, to toruture me like she did to the others i saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sherilyn and i fled. where were the others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the exact words were to look for a shop with a courtyard behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the shop had decor of ancient oriental furniture with a touch or modernity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was a secret hideout. there were others there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who they were, i didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the others were left behind. we tried to make contact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it didn't get through till we were running out of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they said they were at a place full of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i knew, we knew, they were in trouble. the place WAS bare and empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i woke up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damnit. what did it mean? why did i have such a &lt;strike&gt;dream&lt;/strike&gt; nightmare?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm scared stiff. everything was so vivid. i feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT on a much much lighter note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDWbulsBIVI/AAAAAAAAAng/sM-pBEIqMfk/s1600-h/DSC02028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203236169189499218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDWbulsBIVI/AAAAAAAAAng/sM-pBEIqMfk/s200/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met mumtazah for lunch today! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha as usual, we went to delifrance at bukit panjang plaza for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 sandals from there. pretty pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;then we took a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go swimming today but the weather threantened to pour on us. :(&lt;br /&gt;hence, i has to be postponed till tomorrow! i can't wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;i missed her. had lots to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl for being so patient as to listen to my ramblings and waiting ever so patiently for me to try my shoes on! (:&lt;br /&gt;headed home to sleep and had my horrible nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;finally finished my last episode of america's next top model.&lt;br /&gt;and YES, ANYA SHOULD'VE WON. not because she's skinny but her photos are way more gorgeous than witney's :D&lt;br /&gt;headed to school after gobbling down a bowl of instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;rushrushrush.&lt;br /&gt;had marketing meeting followed by o week meeting.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN IDOL RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;although archuleta didn't win, CONGRATULATIONS TO DAVID COOK AND ALL HIS FANS! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. yup. i've concluding that ALMOST EVERYONE i support comes in second :( it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;i supported clay aiken, then diana degarmo, carrie underwood (she won :D), blake lewis and david archuleta!&lt;br /&gt;then i supported renee (and she got third. boo), i supported anya, chantel, joanie antad anya!&lt;br /&gt;:( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my current state of mind, i need a lot of quiet time with God now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for reading my rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4222423820814821820?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4222423820814821820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4222423820814821820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4222423820814821820' title='shitty shitty bangbangs'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDWbulsBIVI/AAAAAAAAAng/sM-pBEIqMfk/s72-c/DSC02028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-868639194096186746</id><published>2008-05-22T10:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:26:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye megumi :( happy birthday + american idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDTZOVsBIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TyDqz9vRuWo/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203022309882929474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDTZOVsBIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TyDqz9vRuWo/s200/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday, we went to changi airport to send megumi off :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; miss her alreadyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for "tea-time" with sherilyn, ade, weili and kynneth after sending her off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed back to lele's house after that to rest a little, and watch a little youtube here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade, shirlene and i then headed to boat quay for bright's birthday celebration at harry's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the food there was good. i loved shirlene's chicken and my salmon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bright ordered cheeseburger (his last year to be a kid) while ade order some sausages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all yummy yummy except my mojitoo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the waitress there was damn cute! and very helpful and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i could, i would nominate her for the best service award or something (: never had anyone so nice to us in a long time! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIGHT ONG AND ALYWIN OH AND LIM JIAXIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went for my interview (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seemed alright! went down to city hall to meet my dahling for lunch during his lunch hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to thai express.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pineapple rice was disappointing. i would rather have ordered the olive rice cos it was quite yummy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sent baby back to raffles city for his work and i headed to novena to pick up some stuf (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i headed home cos i was dying and watched up to the second last episode of top model.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know who won at the finals already BUT i like to watch the process. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed up and watched american idol!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know EVERYONE except ade, my dahling and i are supporting cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT i know that Archuleta was undeniably better last night (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some call him boring but it's just the different genre of music. rock appeals to some while ballads appeal to others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i happen to like both but like archuleta's voice more (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll just have to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favourite performance from cook last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jv8ktz-IbOU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jv8ktz-IbOU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my favourte archurleta performance last night (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vs_BdVFH7CA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vs_BdVFH7CA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-868639194096186746?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/868639194096186746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/868639194096186746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#868639194096186746' title='bye megumi :( happy birthday + american idol'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDTZOVsBIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TyDqz9vRuWo/s72-c/DSC01961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7221369194246188477</id><published>2008-05-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:35:51.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evenful (:</title><content type='html'>on saturday, i went to school for bash meeting.&lt;br /&gt;it was a long but productive one.&lt;br /&gt;the sponsorships are fantastic (: but we got lots of other work to do.&lt;br /&gt;i wish marketing for o week was as easy :(&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to ade's house for a day of board games (:&lt;br /&gt;first there was jess, sherilyn, ade and i.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to play the game of life first (: alot of interesting things happened then. haha.&lt;br /&gt;jess is going to get married and get 2 pairs of twins, sherilyn was lesbian (haha) and ade and i were normal =P&lt;br /&gt;marcus came after a while. we took stupid pictures till more people came.&lt;br /&gt;angmoh and gene came over after a while and it was cluedo time (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. because the guys kept giving us wrong info, we solved the cases wronly 2 times :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ6kWOuhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/aCLsKmkCPrA/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108276058012178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ6kWOuhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/aCLsKmkCPrA/s200/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ7EWOuiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NVwoLJezkCs/s1600-h/DSC01927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108284647946786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ7EWOuiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NVwoLJezkCs/s200/DSC01927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ70WOujI/AAAAAAAAAnI/UdCD-cYbgsY/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108297532848690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ70WOujI/AAAAAAAAAnI/UdCD-cYbgsY/s200/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ8UWOukI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oPqLfUIlExc/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108306122783298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ8UWOukI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oPqLfUIlExc/s200/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful people who spent my saturday with me! (:&lt;br /&gt;we watched stardust (: i love that show!&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home on the bus with sherilyn soh (:&lt;br /&gt;(more pictures on facebook! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went for church ushering yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;after that i took a lonely bus ride to jurong to meet ade&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch and we headed to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you that yesterday, just like today, was a FREAKING HOT DAY? :(&lt;br /&gt;we were literally burning up. it's the kind that makes you grouchy :(&lt;br /&gt;shopping (: i got a pair of heels.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i love my zara slippers. they're damn cute :D&lt;br /&gt;had a nice lovely talk with lele over calamari, tea and soda! (:&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home for home cooked food. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i headed to babee's home for a supposed movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;watched horton hears a who! followed by a quarter of the waterhorse cos it was getting draggy.&lt;br /&gt;and finally we watched mr magorium's wonder emporium (:&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at the prata place again! haha. the wars of the toseh sauce!&lt;br /&gt;babee walked me home and we sat outside to talk a while and i went back in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've decided to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest friends,&lt;br /&gt;everything is better now. thank you for all the encouragement, care and concern especially to the yeong sisters for being there for me whenever i need a listening ear or just someone to show a little care (: i really thank God for the two of you girls. i have no idea how i would have survived the past few days without the both of you. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i'm better now.&lt;br /&gt;babee had a talk with me about my Faith, and after a long time. i guess God works in mysterious ways. i don't want to doubt. and i'm very grateful to God for putting marc in my life. i guess he's my guiding light in my times of struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to be an early bird that catches the worm.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i stay in the west, lest it'll be much better to wake up early and watch the sunrise over a nice cuppa tea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 11.35pm. goodnight all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7221369194246188477?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7221369194246188477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7221369194246188477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7221369194246188477' title='evenful (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SDGZ6kWOuhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/aCLsKmkCPrA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3073014269872672431</id><published>2008-05-17T01:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:29:17.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopperholic</title><content type='html'>went to raffles city to meet babee for lunch today (:&lt;br /&gt;lau pa sarrrr. :D&lt;br /&gt;walked around ps while waiting for ade and weili to appear in town!&lt;br /&gt;collected my h81 dress today. IT'S PRETTY PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;met weili and ade at kino cos weili was buying some manga (i think)&lt;br /&gt;met ying outside zara and walked to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;weili left us there for work!&lt;br /&gt;went to num for buy ying's havis. NUS MATRIC CARD GIVES US DISCOUNTS :D&lt;br /&gt;sat around starbucks talking rubbish over a nice cup for java chip, steamed milk and new york chocolate muffin (: heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping! (: shopping after examinations stress was good for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;(reminds me, sorry honey for fighting with you over that DAMN dress)&lt;br /&gt;i bought basic tanks from cotton on before meeting them, one orange clutch from topshop, ade got a me a bracelet from topshop, my h21 dress... LOTS OF BARANG BARANG.&lt;br /&gt;ade got her heart print dress from topshop, presents for didi, ballball bracelet from topshop.&lt;br /&gt;ying bought a bag from dp (:&lt;br /&gt;shopperholics. :D&lt;br /&gt;headed back to ade's house on a bus ride that took forever due to peak hour traffic and a very crowded bus! :(&lt;br /&gt;MARY'S FOOD for dinner was yummy as usual. i &lt;3 align="center"&gt;private blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;live is never as perfect as it seems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3073014269872672431?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3073014269872672431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3073014269872672431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3073014269872672431' title='shopperholic'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2889644943785406648</id><published>2008-05-15T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:55:47.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cleared my wardrobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCvPU0WOufI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bujjKqjj-bQ/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200478151285586418" style="CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCvPU0WOufI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bujjKqjj-bQ/s320/DSC01819.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i cleared my wardorbe today and look what i found&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all these babies are flying off to myanmar to help the people there. watching the news and what not is terrible, the government doesnt' want to do a thing to help the local. the locals, they are crying out for less than monetary help. i guess then a way i could help was answering a call from my burmese friend. i hope my clothing will help them in a way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my cupboard looks bare now. but it's all for the greater good of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;winsome says "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God has his own timetable i guess, even for wardrobe clearing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i've been keeping these since lower secondary and now they're come to great use. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;byebye clothings. but i'm happy to say goodbye to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss american idol last night. thank goodness there's youtube :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2889644943785406648?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2889644943785406648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2889644943785406648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2889644943785406648' title='i cleared my wardrobe'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCvPU0WOufI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bujjKqjj-bQ/s72-c/DSC01819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8013096830415299525</id><published>2008-05-15T04:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T04:26:14.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 4.25am and i still can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;damn. melon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8013096830415299525?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8013096830415299525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8013096830415299525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8013096830415299525' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4878459986990041564</id><published>2008-05-15T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:35:21.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>considering the drama in my life,&lt;br /&gt;i might end up going &lt;strong&gt;private&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;certain dramas are best kept to a small trustable circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;just it's so difficult to abandon this place. this place who have kept a record of my life 681 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night's never been so cold.&lt;br /&gt;it's not raining. the sky is clear.&lt;br /&gt;the earth must have lost her warmth by this hour of the night.&lt;br /&gt;the silence is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;the little sounds of the cricket outsite my window, the occasional sounds of the cars going by.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, silence.&lt;br /&gt;there's a lonely aura in the air tonight.&lt;br /&gt;it's very cold. never been so cold.&lt;br /&gt;i watch the hair on my arm stand and the goosepimples show.&lt;br /&gt;i rub my shoulders with my hands.&lt;br /&gt;friction. it creates warmth. how &lt;em&gt;ironic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i need to work to keep my minds of things.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep but i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the story has to continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beyondthescars.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://beyondthescars.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(check your emails, my loves)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4878459986990041564?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4878459986990041564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4878459986990041564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4878459986990041564' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1686780300443435648</id><published>2008-05-11T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:55:52.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROJAK POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is no good without evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no love without hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no joy without sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no happiness without sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you. for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i will endure through anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a lighter note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes i've been waiting too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Fj3DTBzpvFY"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fj3DTBzpvFY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fj3DTBzpvFY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;100% pure new zealand is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must go there before i graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to elaine's tonight (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i haven't seen those people in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;happy to have seen them again! damn the exams. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;steamboat was heavenly. i ate till i almost exploded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THANKYOOOOOU ELAINE FOR THE SUGEEEES :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i looooove them (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took the night rider home for the first time! yes i know i'm a goon all cos we missed the last train to boon lay :( boos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but overall, it was fun (: really really (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since the guys DO NOT want to watch made of honour with me, WHO WANTS TO WATCH IT WITH ME? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1686780300443435648?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1686780300443435648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1686780300443435648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1686780300443435648' title='ROJAK POST'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-631674983655313832</id><published>2008-05-10T02:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:34:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>searching for a saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCSYsizeOQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/aHeN6ngkvzQ/s1600-h/joanie_tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198447760916756738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCSYsizeOQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/aHeN6ngkvzQ/s320/joanie_tears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"if you can just ___________!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; "why can't you just ___________?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"why couldn't you ____________?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"and do you realised it is because of you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm to blame for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only i could make a wish and disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-631674983655313832?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/631674983655313832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/631674983655313832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#631674983655313832' title='searching for a saviour'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCSYsizeOQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/aHeN6ngkvzQ/s72-c/joanie_tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5591987647856150570</id><published>2008-05-09T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:39:48.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's out, scream and shout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Finally summer's here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good to be chiilin' out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm off the clock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pressures out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now my girls' what it's all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;today's your last paper? that was the most exciting words i've heard in a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;even though the paper was a saddening one, SCHOOL'S OUT.&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER HOLIDAYS ARE HERE (:&lt;br /&gt;the people that made my celebrations all so wonderful are...&lt;br /&gt;(in order of appearance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPsyizeOKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5EAtNvIOWgs/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198258747995994274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPsyizeOKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5EAtNvIOWgs/s200/DSC01559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPszCzeOLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/NeaMHZqef3o/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198258756585928882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPszCzeOLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/NeaMHZqef3o/s200/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SHERILYN NICOLE SOH!&lt;br /&gt;headed down after school to the beautiful botanical gardens to wear bright neon coloured maternity wear for this wonderful friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;though i complained like crazy about the colours and the fact that i had to walk around in a public area with a 8-9month preggie cushion.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AWESOME FUN (: the things i do for the people i love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARC BABEE!&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home to meet him for dinner (prata and tosei) at this place near my house.&lt;br /&gt;dinner date with him is always fun. had a heart to heart talk with him over pompadams and curry together with my favourite green sauce. haha. whatever its called.&lt;br /&gt;went home to shower and change for a night's out with the exam buddies.&lt;br /&gt;dahling waited for me so we could walk to the bus stop together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuCizeOMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/y5B0c7NhTYY/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198260122385529026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuCizeOMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/y5B0c7NhTYY/s200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuCyzeONI/AAAAAAAAAls/9U7mSeVPuMY/s1600-h/DSC01576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198260126680496338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuCyzeONI/AAAAAAAAAls/9U7mSeVPuMY/s200/DSC01576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuDSzeOOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GLu_4asN1Pg/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198260135270430946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuDSzeOOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GLu_4asN1Pg/s200/DSC01579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuDSzeOPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/2CBSzwAVmHM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198260135270430962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPuDSzeOPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/2CBSzwAVmHM/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WEI LI, LELE, JAREN, EVE, CHARISSA, BRIGHT, SHAWN, MEGUMI, KYNNETH, SHIRLENE AND MARCUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down to mos with them for a night for r&amp;amp;b.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was boring at first cos there was practically no crowd and the music was those super old r&amp;amp;b hits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to grab a drink later on and went down to the damn floor for a lot of goofy times (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shirlene was the egg yolk through the whole night while megumi was damn cute. she kept dancing away from us so we had to get her back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fortunately, no one got drunk/high for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to you: i hope your feeling better!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you: don't blame yourself (: it's not your fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(you and you, you know who you are)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all in all, i had a blast and my freedom is here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NO MORE EXAMINATIONS AND NO MORE SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT 3 MONTHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thankyou EVERYONE who went through my exam hell with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all my library buddies&lt;/strong&gt; - for enduring my little sleeping sessions in the library and watching me go kuku all of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marc babee&lt;/strong&gt; - for enduring my mood swings and my stressed up face and loving me despite my hideous eye bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mama &lt;/strong&gt;- for cooking chicken soup for me once in a while so that i won't fall sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah kong&lt;/strong&gt; - for bringing me to the doctor's when i was ill and for driving me to school during the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOOOHOOOO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5591987647856150570?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5591987647856150570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5591987647856150570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5591987647856150570' title='school&apos;s out, scream and shout!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCPsyizeOKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5EAtNvIOWgs/s72-c/DSC01559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2423996696515619603</id><published>2008-05-06T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:02:24.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emptiness.</title><content type='html'>i miss my mummy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;i always used to complain about life with them in the house, how nosey they are, how irritating they can be.&lt;br /&gt;but we dont' miss the water till the well runs dry.&lt;br /&gt;as humans, we take things for granted all the time, especially the people closest to us.&lt;br /&gt;i feel empty now. like there's something missing in life.&lt;br /&gt;my brother's gone as well. studying overseas.&lt;br /&gt;leaving me with my grandmama and grandpapa at home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's always a little light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very thankful for my girlfriend, adeline yeong, who has been going through all my stressful periods in my life. especially the studying of the damn exams which i think i'm going to flunk. that aside, we've been goofing aroud and all, staying in school till late and going for dinner with our other pals (: thankyou girlfriend. congratulations, your exams are ending tomorow and i'm happy for you. think of me in your shopping.&lt;br /&gt;then comes the person i feel i may have taken granted for, my boyfriend, marc chan. the person who has changed so much for me and done so much for me. so much that it kinda sucks that i can't give back as much as i've given. he's been giving me much emotional support during my down periods. though we may have much problems of our own, sooner or later, i know he'll be there to support me again. thankyou honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two people have been the brightest angels in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i do not discount the fact that my other friends have been there for me, making life a little more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;there's my mg dahlings, my jc buddies, my vips and my nus (never thought of a name for you) but you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;these are the people whose been telling me that everythings okay. life is not as bad as it seems to be. and there's always HOPE. yes . HOPE. something i need. something i desire i life.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; find my confidence to face anything in life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social work is over.&lt;br /&gt;geography and sociology to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to my baby on his new found job! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2423996696515619603?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2423996696515619603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2423996696515619603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2423996696515619603' title='emptiness.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7638850535465667542</id><published>2008-05-06T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:17:54.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCBK14iHCHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9WJbCfBCPP4/s1600-h/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197236259554527346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCBK14iHCHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9WJbCfBCPP4/s200/love1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCBK3IiHCII/AAAAAAAAAlM/aDPX69g8JVI/s1600-h/holdinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197236281029363842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCBK3IiHCII/AAAAAAAAAlM/aDPX69g8JVI/s200/holdinghands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is a stronger force than we know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7638850535465667542?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7638850535465667542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7638850535465667542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7638850535465667542' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SCBK14iHCHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9WJbCfBCPP4/s72-c/love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2893615460172324991</id><published>2008-05-04T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T18:49:18.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so stressed i'm willing to kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a figure of speech :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading soci, i've decided it' takes a lot of guts and strength to be a perfect mum.&lt;br /&gt;i aim to be that. but in today's world, how is it even possible to get anywhere close to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all know that a cry for help falls on deaf ears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you even care if one cries out desperately?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or will you wait till its too late?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till the person fades away into the shadow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you always be there for the ones you love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or are they just words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i just feel abandoned.&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/6391008-2893615460172324991?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2893615460172324991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2893615460172324991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2893615460172324991' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1478627511174053743</id><published>2008-05-04T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T00:36:24.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySe4iHCEI/AAAAAAAAAks/UI8M2lIzIKc/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySfYiHCFI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zGc2GK3ucaI/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189137937827922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySfYiHCFI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zGc2GK3ucaI/s200/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySfoiHCGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PfPhBTrxy_E/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196189142232795234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySfoiHCGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PfPhBTrxy_E/s200/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;firstofmaytwothousand&amp;amp;eight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy eight months babee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;studying session at lele's very very very good cos there is a lot of foooood there :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to rocky's with babee after that for pizza. :D yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we live the lives of children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;playing the game of hide and seek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;children laugh, children cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keeping their little secrets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;throwing their little tantrums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why then do you hide from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why then do you keep things from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my face it smiles. my heart it cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;transparency&lt;/strike&gt; i believe in it no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1478627511174053743?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1478627511174053743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1478627511174053743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1478627511174053743' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBySfYiHCFI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zGc2GK3ucaI/s72-c/DSC01490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3922426110571943430</id><published>2008-04-28T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:03:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ageing :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVvYiHCAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iitmS5wvW-o/s1600-h/PB220001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194292755257821186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVvYiHCAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iitmS5wvW-o/s200/PB220001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVwoiHCBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/xk7UdypH3Gg/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194292776732657682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVwoiHCBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/xk7UdypH3Gg/s200/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVxYiHCCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Lj3VmdHS-00/s1600-h/DSC01387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194292789617559586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVxYiHCCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Lj3VmdHS-00/s200/DSC01387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes the point of this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's terrible to see how much i've aged over the years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least from 2004 to 2007, i've matured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but from 2007 to 2008 (ever since uni started), I'VE AGED and got chubbier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry adeline yeong for putting you in every photo as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WE'VE AGED. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is terrible. the increase in stress, homework and readings have caused detrimental and irreversible effects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by the time i'm married, i'll probably look like an old haggg. ohhelp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sleeping early and drinking water is the trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe not leaving the readings till last minute might help a little as well (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the point is, looking back at all the photos, i've seen how much i've aged over the years. soyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thai paper today is probably the only paper i will step out of the examination hall smiling. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until i get my results back that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone thought it was easy so for the sake of the bellcurve, wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm dying stydying my japanese studies :( all the names of the shoguns and the literature writers. HELPME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;social work, geography and soci back to back next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i'll smel freedom (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;28 april 08 - thai examination&lt;/strike&gt; YAYNESS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;30 april 08 - japanese studies&lt;/strike&gt; DAMN SCREWED :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;6 may 08 - social work&lt;/strike&gt; DAMN THE TUMMYACHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7 may 08 - tourism geography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8 may 08 - sociology of family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8 may 08 3pm = HAPPINESS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yes. my dearest friends, you can ALL go shopping, mambo-ing, movie watching WITHOUT me on the 7th :( i'll suffer in silence for one more day. just one more day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVyIiHCDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Pgk-47_c45c/s1600-h/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194292802502461490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVyIiHCDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Pgk-47_c45c/s200/DSC01390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. i couldn't resist. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait to see my girlfriend tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haven't seen her for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVQEj4Qr1aM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVQEj4Qr1aM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: it's 2 weeks back still (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3922426110571943430?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3922426110571943430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3922426110571943430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3922426110571943430' title='ageing :('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SBXVvYiHCAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iitmS5wvW-o/s72-c/PB220001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6122459719859803372</id><published>2008-04-27T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:53:35.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love = trust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE STUDYING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wo bu xi huan du shu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chan may choop rian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK I'M TRI-LINGUAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;studying has been terrible.&lt;br /&gt;and it definitely doesn't help with the horrible sleep i've been having.&lt;br /&gt;the viral infection in the damn stomach. - it's a symptom of puking everything you eat including plain water. danggit.&lt;br /&gt;and me not being able to si up and read for more than 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this i hate this i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;i havent' met up with many people during this time and it's very depressing.&lt;br /&gt;i havent' been seeing MUCH of babee as well.&lt;br /&gt;but marc and i had a wonderful talk the other day.&lt;br /&gt;emotional but it was good (: cos now i feel a lot happier and a lot of love in my life (:&lt;br /&gt;i've been happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby thought me one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE=TRUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;first i contested it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can love without trusting the person 100%.&lt;br /&gt;i can love. but am i 100% happy? am i able to enjoy the company of the person 100%?&lt;br /&gt;what exactly is love? it's damn a lot of emotions put into one person and the willingness to look pass the flaws and continue to love the person. willingness to build back the trust once broken. that's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't get me wrong. trust does not equal to love.&lt;br /&gt;just like how a block mountain is a plateau but a plateau is not necessarily a block mountain.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean that we love everyone we trust.&lt;br /&gt;but trust is a big word. i trust everyone unless the break my trust.&lt;br /&gt;then it's up to love to see if i want to mend the relationship and build up that trust again.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. why am i talking about love in the midst of my exams?&lt;br /&gt;cos i suddenly feel very loved (:&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about it quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually very fortunate. i have mummy&amp;amp;daddy&amp;amp;grandmama&amp;amp;grandpapa who love me.&lt;br /&gt;i got a damn sweet, loving, caring and patient boyfriend who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a damn caring, sweet, cute and trustworthy girlfriend/best friend who loves me. I MISS YEONG LELE. last i saw her was the day i fell sick :(&lt;br /&gt;and i've got damn good friends who care and love me as well (:&lt;br /&gt;not many i have to say, but i'm contented with this close circle of mine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, church was good.&lt;br /&gt;the speaker was hilarious and used really life examples on faith (:&lt;br /&gt;marc baby went to church with me.&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch which wasn't exactly fantastic again. boo.&lt;br /&gt;headed home. damn tired. napped.&lt;br /&gt;studied my thai and did my final revision paper. I WROTE A COMPO IN THAI (:&lt;br /&gt;dahling was sleeping like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;went down for dinner after that and watched half of the wind in the willows the movie and headed up to read my notes again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm brain drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to japanese studies and the tokugawa history together with the kamakura and taira period :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE I MENTIONED I HATE STUDYING?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6122459719859803372?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6122459719859803372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6122459719859803372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6122459719859803372' title='love = trust.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6891455457451385894</id><published>2008-04-22T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:06:43.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm terribly insane.&lt;div&gt;the examinations are just around the little corner and i'm doing things that i shouldn't be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm working for one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work's fine actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i study in the day and work at night when my brain juices are on the verge of drying up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i look like crap at work. zombified. horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work ended early on saturday and instead of going home to sleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marc babee and i went to st james. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kill me. as guilty as i felt, i needed to loosen up. studying all day was really getting in the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we left early though so it wasn't so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, what was i going to do when i got home anyway? watch tv and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was fun (: real fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday was spent with my head sunk into my japanese studies notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've read all the Japanese literature, all the "readings" on Japanese society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed home the whole day. i felt like i was rotting in some sense. my goodness me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday was terrible. i was stuck in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather was just so fine for sleeping. and i wanted to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read my Japanese history notes and a little here and there on linguistics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bored. very bored. i can't wait to move on to thai or something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;examinations are horrible. period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to work again. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curtis stone is cute (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i'm hungry, can i go eat first?" - utt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt bigg next to him :( boo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, babee and i had free ride home on cabbie cos we ended work late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had orh luak at makan sutra (ade's spelling of that word is damn funny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: lele, i only had craving for that when i thought of the cross word puzzle we were doing at the business library that time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home sweet home (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today. woke up bright and early hoping to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as unlucky as i always am during the examination period, i had MAJOR  cramps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was bedridden. seriously. i couldn't even roll around or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a mix of feeling damn hot and cold at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankgoodness for babee's waterbag (: haha. i heart heart the water bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes my tummy feel all so nice and warm and yet at the same time, i can sit under the huge fan and enjoy the cold wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hot&amp;amp;cold feeling settled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't study today. shite. have to make up for it tomorrow and all the other days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work tonight again. last day before my exams start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel kinda bad i can't help out for thursday as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other then that, life's been fine. crappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soci essay will be back tomorrow! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder if i'll get my B! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need my 3months holiday, PRONTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6891455457451385894?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6891455457451385894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6891455457451385894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6891455457451385894' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4981415261183107409</id><published>2008-04-19T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:06:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hgfnkljjlaugrlfjoratreajgbhhpiur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh. chan may choop rian! may choop may choop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed. i'm pmsing.&lt;br /&gt;the exams will be here and gone in 18days.&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break. i need my 3months holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i feel stifled. i feel so f-ed up. excuse the language. damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you ever feel like breaking down? do you ever feel out of place? like somehow you just don't belong and no one understands you do you ever wanna run away? do you lock yourself in your room with the radio on turned up so loud that no one hears you screaming no you don't know what it's like when nothing feels alright you don't know what it's like to be like me to be hurt, to feel lost to be left out in the dark, to be kicked when your down. to feel like you've been pushed around to be at the edge of breaking down and no one's there to save you no you don't know what it's like &lt;strong&gt;welcome to my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;went out with my girls last night (:&lt;br /&gt;bukit timah market has the most wonderful and yummylicious food ever.&lt;br /&gt;we had a voting system on which carrot cake was the best.&lt;br /&gt;standard of fried kway tiao went down a little.&lt;br /&gt;hokkien mee rocks! (:&lt;br /&gt;sat around the playground and talked nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;friday's our market day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i reached home was back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;my fairytale life was over.&lt;br /&gt;back to facing the damn laptop and the stack of notes on my table.&lt;br /&gt;all untouched. unread. i need help!&lt;br /&gt;serious help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4981415261183107409?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4981415261183107409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4981415261183107409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4981415261183107409' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3221068557452756893</id><published>2008-04-16T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:17:04.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; then i disappeared again.</title><content type='html'>i was gone for a substantial amount of time haven't i?&lt;br /&gt;life has just been way too hectic to my liking with many many projects due and what not.&lt;br /&gt;but my point of coming back is not to ramble on the fact that i have manymany things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the changing gender roles in the developed regions.&lt;br /&gt;some pictures which i love from &lt;a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"&gt;gettyimages&lt;/a&gt; (: the moving away from the expectation that women are the sole domestic manager and caregiver. men are behaving the ways fathers should (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhdfpe_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/5wUvF6Bwink/s1600-h/father%26daughter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189782319374367730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhdfpe_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/5wUvF6Bwink/s200/father%26daughter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhNfpe-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/N8xkOKnRHy8/s1600-h/father%26daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189782315079400418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhNfpe-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/N8xkOKnRHy8/s200/father%26daughter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189782315079400402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhNfpe9I/AAAAAAAAAis/dX7S6uR-sOI/s200/father%26baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhdfpfAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/SkOL4rMN4Lo/s1600-h/father%26son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189782319374367746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhdfpfAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/SkOL4rMN4Lo/s200/father%26son.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found some other pictures that move slightly away from perception of love.&lt;br /&gt;when people think of love, they think of romance, courtship and the likes of that.&lt;br /&gt;but when i searched for "love", i got a whole new perception of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJdfpfGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uYv2G_lNa5k/s1600-h/old+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189784106080762978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJdfpfGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uYv2G_lNa5k/s200/old+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJtfpfHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TP24BXFC5XA/s1600-h/mother%26daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189784110375730290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJtfpfHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TP24BXFC5XA/s200/mother%26daughter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJdfpfFI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gqRsqM30uNM/s1600-h/mother%26child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189784106080762962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJdfpfFI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gqRsqM30uNM/s200/mother%26child.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJ9fpfII/AAAAAAAAAkE/5FacxnS7y1I/s1600-h/girl%26dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189784114670697602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXRJ9fpfII/AAAAAAAAAkE/5FacxnS7y1I/s200/girl%26dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;till next time (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3221068557452756893?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3221068557452756893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3221068557452756893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3221068557452756893' title='&amp; then i disappeared again.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SAXPhdfpe_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/5wUvF6Bwink/s72-c/father%26daughter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2781278975032609201</id><published>2008-03-30T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:11:42.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishing a HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WINSTON JIN YUKUN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not exactly functioning very well at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the stress is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep. i'm tired. i'm sleepy. i'm sick. i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more month of suffering to three months of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my wallet. should i get my river island one? or my aldo one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for my paychecks to come it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm random. tired. weak. gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2781278975032609201?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2781278975032609201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2781278975032609201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2781278975032609201' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1460230027922039892</id><published>2008-03-24T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:34:00.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK! (:&lt;br /&gt;after a loooong time of overload of schoolwork&lt;br /&gt;and one sound that my lele made "lala, your blog is dead"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. but oh wells. i'm back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this huge weight off my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;cos i just submitted the final copies of all the geography stuff.&lt;br /&gt;the group project which was one itinerary and one proposal.&lt;br /&gt;my J1 and my J2 (:&lt;br /&gt;so long for now.&lt;br /&gt;my social work is done as well (: whooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with sociology of the family.&lt;br /&gt;i did not bad for my first assignment (: I'M A HAPPY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;and my japanese studies on japan's economy and how the Asian economic crisis affect them!&lt;br /&gt;so much for getting out of business school and hopping into arts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm back in the business library to find my books. :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babee started work today. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. he's damn cute lahh.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be seeing much less of him now since he only gets halfdays/fulldays only if he's lucky once every 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;and while i'm in school, he's working till late late at night.&lt;br /&gt;poor dear.&lt;br /&gt;we'll get through this then in a few months' time..&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO NUS BUSINESS SCHOOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing for arts bash has been a blast (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. i managed to get clothes for 3 segments in such a short time. (:&lt;br /&gt;but more work has been piled on me. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEACH FIESTA IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;i'm having mixed feelings about it.&lt;br /&gt;though it was stressful - the lack of referees, the lack of nets, helpers etc.&lt;br /&gt;BUT everything came very well.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou mel for being so willing to stand under the hot sun for so long just taking scores (i feel bad); to desmond for helping me with the programmes that day; to zhimin for being the GREATEST REFEREE ALIVE! (: you managed so many things. very proud of all of you and very very grateful for every single one of you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss those cranky meetings in the arts club room.&lt;br /&gt;to my boss: ADELINE YEONG MUN YAN! thanks for being there during all the cock ups from those HUGE bullies that dayy.&lt;br /&gt;to my boss' boss (which makes her my big boss): YINGLING! everything went better than expected aiight? thankyou for that pep talk that day.&lt;br /&gt;to farhahahahan! (: THANKYOU FOR COMING DOWN TO BE THE PHOTOGRAPHER. i hope you found your bikini babes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;to EVERYONE IN THE OCOMM: thankyooooou (: cos it's my first project ever and i'm glad you made me enjoy every bit of it (: thanks to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the days of essay writing.&lt;br /&gt;the sem is coming to an end in about 2 months' time.&lt;br /&gt;i want my 3 months holidayyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1460230027922039892?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1460230027922039892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1460230027922039892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1460230027922039892' title='hohoho'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8980976475834367833</id><published>2008-02-21T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:53:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;as you can all very well tell, i haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;that's because i'm as busy as hell with all the mid terms&lt;br /&gt;and i'm very tired due to lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i will be back when i decide to be back!&lt;br /&gt;and stop being so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;till next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8980976475834367833?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8980976475834367833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8980976475834367833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8980976475834367833' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4020406427240272121</id><published>2008-01-30T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:02:50.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday.&lt;br /&gt;this is a little late but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELCOME HOME MY EUCALYPTOOOS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;welcome home to keane, dengzhi, yongjun and zan yang as well (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with angmoh after school first at vivo for window shopping and starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;i braved the masses to get to changi airport, and i'm proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;the plane landed half an hour early that caused elaine and i to panic! cos we were late.&lt;br /&gt;but thank goodness there was something called duty free that caused us to wait for a looooong time instead. haha.&lt;br /&gt;played hide and seek with them for a while! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babee pampers me a lot a lot a lot :D&lt;br /&gt;thankyou dahling - for the 2 dresses, the earrings and the turnip (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm proud of myself for being able to survive 14 days with minimal contact apart from a few smses here and there and a few mins on a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm loving thai :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4020406427240272121?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4020406427240272121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4020406427240272121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4020406427240272121' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7474261171580398533</id><published>2008-01-27T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:18:35.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quite'/><title type='text'>all in a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qXTqzi1P1T/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qXTqzi1P1T/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven't been updated.&lt;br /&gt;guilty as charged!&lt;br /&gt;but the past week has been rather slow crawling for me but fast for many. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with dennis quite a lot this past week. YAYness! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, ade, eugene and i went back to pj to visit the teachers! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we sat around and gossiped with some of them while we had short chit chat sessions with others.&lt;br /&gt;we talked to the chicken rice aunty about the raise in prices of good as well.&lt;br /&gt;i miss pj, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;went to lele's house after that and we watched the incredibles!&lt;br /&gt;it's the last week for us to be bums and laze around like that.&lt;br /&gt;i crashed the psychology lecture and i had no idea what he was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;it was bio psych. haha. dennis knew everything even before the lecturer said anything.&lt;br /&gt;that's the good thing about doctors. they know everything!&lt;br /&gt;went back to ade's house again for dinner and to watch the last episode of huang jin lu and watched hairspray since dennis has never watched it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was my free day AGAIN! and i can't remember what i did :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lectures on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;social work was quite er.. common sense i would say.&lt;br /&gt;but yet we cant be generic and we have to be specific? =S&lt;br /&gt;soci of family was a lot better though (:&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY CAN'T REMEMBER A THING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday! i met alison and char for japanese studies!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't see the board cos i was sitted on the floor and what not.&lt;br /&gt;went to the eye clinic with lele, shirlene and aunty jeslyn.&lt;br /&gt;dennis came halfway.&lt;br /&gt;i had duck rice for lunch which tastes a little like detergent. gross.&lt;br /&gt;hung around town for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;rushed off with ade for helmi's commissioning parade at jln bahar. ulu area!&lt;br /&gt;we were damn early for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;and they made us walk up and down and up and down like we're on some sort of wild goose chase! :(&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO HELMI AND SHARIN! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes sirs! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're proud of you! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. went for dinner with eugene and sheldon at pizza hut for dinner at jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;headed home! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday! went to school for geography! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was late because two 151s that were completely full went by, so i waited for the bus for about 40mins or so. crappy.&lt;br /&gt;of all days, i had to wear hotpink. so i walked into lecture LATE&lt;br /&gt;went to the front to collect my notes.&lt;br /&gt;and walked out and in again by another door so i can sit with ade!&lt;br /&gt;boo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i had 4 hours break before meeting.&lt;br /&gt;spent my first 3 hours with bright and marcus and part of it with eunice! (:&lt;br /&gt;and the final hour with eunice! (: I MISS MG TOO!&lt;br /&gt;i havent sat down and had such a wonderful meaningful chat in such a long time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went out at night to meet the girlfriend club! haha.&lt;br /&gt;elaine, ice and jiajun! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was late! again! this time i had a reason.&lt;br /&gt;my brother was suposed to send me to town but he went to cityhall area instead because of the jam, he couldn't find a parking lot, he had to pump petrol and thus, i had to take a bus down from cityhall area and so i was late :(((&lt;br /&gt;i MUST learn to be more punctual.&lt;br /&gt;we had japanese food that was good but they looked better in photos.&lt;br /&gt;watched 27dresses with them.&lt;br /&gt;typical girlie movie. but it was quite sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;cliche ending but what to do, we love these kinda movies! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home today.&lt;br /&gt;csi supreme sunday! (: how could i resist!&lt;br /&gt;time to read my japanese studies notes.&lt;br /&gt;TUTORIALS START TOMORROW! :(&lt;br /&gt;but i'm gonna see how i'm gonna cope with thai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7474261171580398533?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7474261171580398533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7474261171580398533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7474261171580398533' title='all in a week!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1046357648565877410</id><published>2008-01-19T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:00:25.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been lazy to update.</title><content type='html'>nothing much have been happening since school started.&lt;br /&gt;i had my taste of all my lectures except for thai.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like social work. basically, i don't like the lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been catching up with my friends in school.&lt;br /&gt;sat around with weijun, char, zhiwei and qianfu for lunch on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had geography with ade and bright on friday.&lt;br /&gt;stuck around with bright for 2 hours while waiting for ade to finish her gen. bio.&lt;br /&gt;went to kap to meet shirlene and lembu.&lt;br /&gt;eugene, shir and ade came over to my house for mama's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;watched a lot like love in the movie room.&lt;br /&gt;paused the movie at 9 to watch the channel 8 drama&lt;br /&gt;continued the movie.&lt;br /&gt;had a sad sad night by myself when they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you like crazeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1046357648565877410?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1046357648565877410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1046357648565877410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1046357648565877410' title='i&apos;ve been lazy to update.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2238610144018221897</id><published>2008-01-15T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:45:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>met dennis after a million years!</title><content type='html'>school officially starts for me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;2 lectures tomorrow, social work at 10 and soci of family at 2! (:&lt;br /&gt;dennis is crashing lectures tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! went to collect my medicine&lt;br /&gt;headed to taka to meet ade, shirlene, lembu, dennis and jasalin (is that how you spell that?) she's lele's cousin! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to ajisen ramen for lunch where we ended up bumming around for almost 3 hours!&lt;br /&gt;headed to forever 21 to use my vouchers and i got a tank which i think it's damn cute! water droplets! (:&lt;br /&gt;ade got a pair of stripey shorts! (:&lt;br /&gt;walked around wisma and got really tired.&lt;br /&gt;ride home with lele and jasalin was fun because we were talking senseless things and reminising of the days with miss tie. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we've concluded that we're getting old. long gone are the days that we could shop non-stop :(&lt;br /&gt;or are we just bored of walking around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FREEDOM WILL BE OVER THE MOMENT I OPEN MY EYES TOMORROW! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i miss you crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2238610144018221897?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2238610144018221897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2238610144018221897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2238610144018221897' title='met dennis after a million years!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3255288962879820212</id><published>2008-01-15T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:29:42.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye babee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLtRJdZUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/eWfAq9kuXps/s1600-h/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155367808269116738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLtRJdZUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/eWfAq9kuXps/s200/DSC00525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLtxJdZVI/AAAAAAAAAgc/OaJ4g9SQwW4/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155367816859051346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLtxJdZVI/AAAAAAAAAgc/OaJ4g9SQwW4/s200/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babee's off to thailand :(&lt;br /&gt;but it's great that he's gonna have tonnes of fun and do little things that help the children in a great big way (:&lt;br /&gt;that's his goodbye present from me (:&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest marc,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you ever get internet connection and you read this, please take care of yourself there yet at the same time have tonnes of fun over there. enjoy your shopping! (: and the company of your friends. when you visit the orphange, please bring joy and laughter to their lives. (: i love you honey. i'll be waiting for you to come back! dont' be sad. dont' worry about me. i'll be good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come home soon! (: i'll be counting down the 14 days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuBJdZWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hxQPyWqoqz0/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155367821154018658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuBJdZWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hxQPyWqoqz0/s200/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made breakfast for babee today!&lt;br /&gt;(haha. i cheated, i didn't make the bread)&lt;br /&gt;but i fried the sunny side up with crispy corners&amp;amp;base with a soft runny yolk! success!&lt;br /&gt;cooked his favourite bacon as well (:&lt;br /&gt;the bread was the compliment the food ok? i put much thought into it and for it's presentation mainly (:&lt;br /&gt;after which we started packing his luggage and folding clothes and ironing clothes! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to draw money from his account and walked around to find the best rate for changing to thai baht! (:&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA. thinking back on it, it was quite funny but during then, i was really in pain ok?&lt;br /&gt;went back to his home to continue helping him pack and look for his number 4.&lt;br /&gt;off to changi airport which we were late :(&lt;br /&gt;sorry to elaine, dengzhi, keane, zan yang and yongjun.&lt;br /&gt;had popeye's chicken with everyone and into the departure gate 5 of them went.&lt;br /&gt;keane's mummy dropped me at tampines mrt (thankyou aunty)&lt;br /&gt;and i took a long 67 ride home with an irritating person next to me :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days till babee's back with me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuxJdZYI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vgl9fXiC2OU/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155367834038920578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuxJdZYI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vgl9fXiC2OU/s200/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuRJdZXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EThh_9FWkXY/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155367825448985970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLuRJdZXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EThh_9FWkXY/s200/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mocha! (: and nelle! (:&lt;br /&gt;i think they would make best friends considering they are off the same age, both hyperactive and adorable (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3255288962879820212?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3255288962879820212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3255288962879820212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3255288962879820212' title='goodbye babee'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4uLtRJdZUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/eWfAq9kuXps/s72-c/DSC00525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1766570790965455158</id><published>2008-01-12T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:25:43.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every cloud has a silver lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cors bidding has been in a pain in the butt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while lucky people like ade get all her modules for 1 point, i got all for 1 except sociology of family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent 638 points just to get it :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. but it's over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have friends in every mod i'm taking this sem. i'm a lucky girl (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life has been really lots of ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughters and tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all's done and everything's back to normal (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday - headed to town with my mg darlings (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to shop around because it was sherilyn's shopping day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she spent a bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 aldo bags, goodness knows how many bangles, checked dress from miss selfrige, belts from topshop and the list goes on (i hope that's all she bought actually)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade bought a bag from aldo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a skirt from topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jess managed to spend zero bucks on clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat around at the benches at taka doing surveys for jess and fooled around like we always do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade bought me a pen (: thanks girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4ew9bX57cI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OWINUbYhsKg/s1600-h/collage27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154282867915353538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4ew9bX57cI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OWINUbYhsKg/s320/collage27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday - met charissa at vivo city! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for sakae sushi for lunch before heading to vivo for the main shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was supposed to get her chinese new year clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the wing with pull&amp;amp;bear, zara, warehouse, f21, topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she got a top from topshop and a scarf from f21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was disciplined. i only got hairbands from f21 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to starbucks to chill (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. bumped into alywin over there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;char and i finished up our drinks and went accessories shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: met my baby after that to head home for dinner! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we watched deal or no deal with mama (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4ew9LX57bI/AAAAAAAAAfk/-QgfrsTCdzU/s1600-h/collage26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154282863620386226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4ew9LX57bI/AAAAAAAAAfk/-QgfrsTCdzU/s320/collage26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday - sentosa with babee! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyou to evon for helping with my bidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched 2 movies because i brought my lappie a long with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. went around to take funny photos of everything and everywhere at night before heading to cafe del mar! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a damn fun time for both of us just sitting on the cavana and playing 5,10,15 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the stupid martini sucked. haha. it was awful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess we could make the best of it playing games and talking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i must say, the music wasn't exactly the most fantastic :( haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT ALL'S WELL (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday - went tanning with dahling (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he stayed under the shade to chill and read the book i got him for christmas! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i got my tan and i'm happy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to town for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to his house to laze around and watched the channel 8 drama with melissa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired. so time to hit the sacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1766570790965455158?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1766570790965455158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1766570790965455158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1766570790965455158' title='every cloud has a silver lining'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R4ew9bX57cI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OWINUbYhsKg/s72-c/collage27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4086070029290932341</id><published>2008-01-07T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:20:04.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sorry for stepping back into your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4086070029290932341?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4086070029290932341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4086070029290932341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4086070029290932341' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7867376351731838160</id><published>2008-01-05T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:34:18.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my japanese studies and social work modules (:&lt;br /&gt;both at super low bid points (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 3 more to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7867376351731838160?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7867376351731838160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7867376351731838160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7867376351731838160' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5791341845148554756</id><published>2008-01-04T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:56:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cors bidding sucks :(&lt;br /&gt;BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;it's closed bidding now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm going out soon.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i get my mods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have some respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if not for me, at least for yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5791341845148554756?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5791341845148554756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5791341845148554756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5791341845148554756' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3841337712862106298</id><published>2008-01-01T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:10:51.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy 4 months babee! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;it's been 4 months since we got back together again&lt;br /&gt;although this has been a very draining period of time, we managed to pull through to emerge stronger than we already were.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to learn a lot of things about us.&lt;br /&gt;and i know that we have all the time in the world.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou dahling, for being there for me through all the ups and downs in my life.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3841337712862106298?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3841337712862106298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3841337712862106298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3841337712862106298' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1074869281642839363</id><published>2008-01-01T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:11:17.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we usher in 2008, may everyone have a frutiful year ahead with great learning experiences and wonderful friendships forged. (: may we bring lessons learnt from 2007 over to our new year so that we may all grow stronger as we face the new challenges life brings to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR FOLKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1074869281642839363?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1074869281642839363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1074869281642839363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1074869281642839363' title='2008'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1801438373710183809</id><published>2007-12-31T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:08:01.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't look back in anger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_C7X57PI/AAAAAAAAAeE/DS_p0eLwf6U/s1600-h/collage21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150005862172585202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_C7X57PI/AAAAAAAAAeE/DS_p0eLwf6U/s320/collage21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a merry christmas with babee's family on christmas day&lt;br /&gt;melissa cooks really really well (:&lt;br /&gt;i had my huffalump from babee!&lt;br /&gt;my first christmas with him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove up north to genting the next day with the family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_DLX57QI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NjNNJUVds0I/s1600-h/collage22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150005866467552514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_DLX57QI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NjNNJUVds0I/s320/collage22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the idiotic few who made the trip worth remembering (:&lt;br /&gt;they were the funniest bunch of people ever - my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, day one was spent sleeping in the car and shopping around the shopping center up on the highlands.&lt;br /&gt;second day was spent in the theme park. (:&lt;br /&gt;all the stupid things we did on the viking.&lt;br /&gt;screaming happy birthday, i want my mummy, mummy help!, woohoo, ahhhhs on every single ride.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun though global warming has caused obvious effects. yes it was hot.&lt;br /&gt;last minute shopping around the same boring mall again.&lt;br /&gt;drove up to cameron highlands where the boys climbed up the high tea plantations while the girls (well those wearing slippers) only managed to climp up the first one. hah.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the apartments where colin's family and mine shared.&lt;br /&gt;crampy sleeping conditions. haha.&lt;br /&gt;khor and i had to share the bed with the rolled up sleeping bag in the middle to divide the bed (a common practice among both of us on every holiday) haha.&lt;br /&gt;nick and gideon slept on the floor next to our sofa bed.&lt;br /&gt;played CAMS! (: damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at the night market and had second dinner of secret recipes cakes (:&lt;br /&gt;played CAMS followed by POLAR BEAR and MURDERER through the night.&lt;br /&gt;had my cute cousins and neices and nephews to keep me company through the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;derek taught me about the few lessons i need to know about men. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;how they treat you when your dating and how it changes after engagement! he's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_C7X57OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/KYThcUsQA0U/s1600-h/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150005862172585186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_C7X57OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/KYThcUsQA0U/s320/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my 4 days trip in the nutshell (:&lt;br /&gt;photos will uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that 2007 is coming to an end, it needs to be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;the year started with working at citibank under my mumy's friend through mummy recommendation. a great learning experience though i wish not to spend the rest of my life working in a bank where my entire departement has concluded that the air in the bank is bad.&lt;br /&gt;reconciliation unit (: the nicest people in the office (: though i slogged to complete the work in time, even working overtime and carrying heavy boxes around in high heels. working with numbers every other day almost drove me crazy. i remember losing one cent and i had to search through the entire stack of accounts. BUT it was an experience worth remembering. my first job (:&lt;br /&gt;i entered university and made a lot of new friends. thankyou to tartarz, oris and tehgao where i met one of my closest friends in university. the people that i can count on when i need a shoulder to cry on or a listening ear. (: i love you all (: then there was a period when i drifted from my girlfriend cos we took different modules and were in different houses, but we got back again and she's someone who's always been there for me. i joined pageant and met the few people that made my days sunny. pageant brought me and rachel back together again after a long long break from each other. many memories were forged and friendships were made. i love you all as well (: then school started and everything became hectic, i had to do my readings, projects and yet handle my personal life which was well, far from perfect. but everything turned out fine in the end.&lt;br /&gt;then there was queen of queens. where i made a few new friends who were there to cheer each other on and to keep each other strong through the tough and tedious trainings.&lt;br /&gt;and through this, the people i'd like to thank are the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great big thankyou &lt;/strong&gt;to ade, marc, shirlene, tim, gene, jess, sherilyn, alison, bright, alison, ziwei, huisin, serene, charmaine, vanessa, rox, qianfu, caroline, nigel, alywin, amelia, wenjia, guoyao, rachel, farhan, arael, edna, anhong, qianning, jean, felicia, wee, shihwen, yiting, shari, adeline, cherie, xiaowei, seetal, elle, dennet and meiting for bringing me through and being a part of &lt;strike&gt; one of&lt;/strike&gt; the most difficult years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;if i forgot anyone, smack me the next time you see me. i love you. it doesn't mean your not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ade, my best friend, my girlfriend - thankyou for being there for me through everything, for talking me through everything and being the logical one when i'm irrational. also, for being the greatest friend i ever knew because you are always there to guide me along with my life. you don't know it but you play a great big important role in moulding me to who i am today. for always believing in me even when i have no confidence in myself. thankyou for being at all my events and supporting me in everything that i do. for standing up for me through anything. and though we both pms once in a while, i love you for you, girlfriend and i'll always be here for you through 2008 and the many many years to come till we age and still go shopping together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to marc, my special friend, my boyfriend - thankyou for being there for me as well. though sometimes life may seem difficult for us because of all the problems we had and have, but we've come out so much stronger. we've made it through all the tears and pain and i believe that we'll make it one day (: thankyou for being the voice of reason and always trying to make me optimistic about the way life is treating me. thankyou also but being there with me through my study period and for being willing to sit with me while i study and you, read your book. thankyou for your endless support in everything i do and all the encouragement. i love you  babee, and nothing is going to change that. we've come too far.  i'll always be here for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you, you know who you are - thankyou for looking after me throughout the (almost) 2 years we were together. for taking care of me and always being there for me. for standing up for me and protecting me and my emotions. sometimes for not doing things that you know will make me mad. that period of time took a lot out of both of us and i'm sorry if i ever once took you for granted and if i ill treated you in anyway. thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1801438373710183809?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1801438373710183809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1801438373710183809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1801438373710183809' title='don&apos;t look back in anger.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3h_C7X57PI/AAAAAAAAAeE/DS_p0eLwf6U/s72-c/collage21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5751998547458470570</id><published>2007-12-25T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:32:56.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3CHGbX57LI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c0eeryQfqQU/s1600-h/christmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147762918581464242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3CHGbX57LI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c0eeryQfqQU/s200/christmas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3CHGrX57MI/AAAAAAAAAds/yxjAR7BCRkI/s1600-h/christmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147762922876431554" style="CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3CHGrX57MI/AAAAAAAAAds/yxjAR7BCRkI/s200/christmas2.jpg" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;merry christmas to one and all! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you all experience true happiness in your hearts when you spend this festive season with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;may there be peace on earth, and goodwill to man.&lt;br /&gt;may you all grow stronger in Christ Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;and may every child discover the true meaning of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;MERRY BLESSED JOLLY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yYtkhNyO98"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yYtkhNyO98" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my brother sang this song in church. amazing song with beautiful lyrics)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5751998547458470570?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5751998547458470570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5751998547458470570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5751998547458470570' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R3CHGbX57LI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c0eeryQfqQU/s72-c/christmas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2604401492945375184</id><published>2007-12-22T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T11:52:20.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mind of blank</title><content type='html'>my mind's a mess and i can't remember what happened in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;but i remember events and not when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had beach fiesta meeting.&lt;br /&gt;haha. ade's my boss. believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;volleyball programmer! (: the meeting was damn funny lahh - all the stingy ways to cut cost and make money! haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed to town after that and walked around supposedly looking for christmas presents but i had terrible cramps so babee and i ended up just strolling around and playing at toys r us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated birthday to chingching! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i couldn't go down girlie, i was having major cramps.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i almost died :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped babee and his family put up the christmas tree and hang cute little stuff on the doors.&lt;br /&gt;mocha has one too! (:&lt;br /&gt;watched dreamgirls.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at miss clarity cafe cos it was melanie's belated birthday dinner!&lt;br /&gt;headed to the hiding place after that.&lt;br /&gt;the doggie (i don't know how to spell her name!) there is damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;she can do all sorts of tricks! - play dead, roll over, paw, shake hand and other hand etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with mummy!&lt;br /&gt;bought louisa, greg and leonard's presents!&lt;br /&gt;mummy bought me a top from zara as well (:&lt;br /&gt;headed home to rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;met babee for dinner at the bah kut teh shop near zouk before meeting ade, lembu (sarpy), shirlene, bright, xavier and his two friends to go in.&lt;br /&gt;went for sim's pageant at zouk.&lt;br /&gt;met tonnes of familiar faces there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;saw junhan and darrell, celestine, colin, alex.&lt;br /&gt;i spent more time singing at zouk than dancing around. haha. cos i loved the songs but not so much the mix so i just sang to everyone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(and i wasn't high)&lt;br /&gt;went to ade's house to order macs and watched i do i do.&lt;br /&gt;i fell sleep on babee a lot of times. SORRY DEAR!&lt;br /&gt;we had a sleep over! (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;watched moooovies when we woke up (: and nua-ed around eating kfc and all the chocolate at lele's house!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou lele for letting us bum around the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry charissa for not going for you play, we were damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;sorry! :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ching's birthay celebration later!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm christmas shopping. so i need to rush rush rush! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2604401492945375184?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2604401492945375184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2604401492945375184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2604401492945375184' title='a mind of blank'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3894245032637333583</id><published>2007-12-16T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:34:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness and sadness</title><content type='html'>queen of queens in finally overrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO ELLE FOR WINNING THE TITLE OF THE QUEEN OF QUEENS! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO DENNET FOR WINNING THE FIRST RUNNER UP AND MISS SILKY GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO ADELINE FOR WINNING THE SECOND RUNNER UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRUATULATIONS TO SEETAL FOR WINNING THE QUEEN OF NAILS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO CHERIE FOR WINNING THE MISS BEAUTEEN AWARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% worth the experience (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ade, marc babee, daddy, khorkhor, shirlene, char, bright, sherilyn, jessica, helmi, eugene, sheldon, marcus, qiaozhi, shawn, milene, caroline, sarah, elaine, keane, yi er, jia jun, yongjun, daryl, ching, nigel, guoyao, melissa shihwen and tongloong for coming down! (:&lt;br /&gt;(i know most of you came down cos of free entry and free flow ;) right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ade&amp;amp;shirlene for the duckie toy, babee for the giant lollipop and nigel for the flowers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed only for like 2 hours cos none of us really liked st james.&lt;br /&gt;the music and the crowd? nono for us.&lt;br /&gt;went for supper cos my dears were hungry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had to carry my barang barang along with me. all the bags of products from the sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my samsung ultra phone. damnit! :(&lt;br /&gt;all the photos and sweet messages from babee and my friends GONE. all GONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3894245032637333583?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3894245032637333583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3894245032637333583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3894245032637333583' title='happiness and sadness'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3544566848128016560</id><published>2007-12-14T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:15:05.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME HOMEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQPLX57HI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8Z-tnFcEwEE/s1600-h/Photo+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143691577347665010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQPLX57HI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8Z-tnFcEwEE/s200/Photo+287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQP7X57KI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Qx5J6lQmTYQ/s1600-h/welcome+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143691590232566946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQP7X57KI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Qx5J6lQmTYQ/s200/welcome+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELCOME HOME YEONG SISTERS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed the both of you were greatly missed!&lt;br /&gt;i missed you girlfriend and sister! (: YAY!&lt;br /&gt;it's a happy day cos not only are they back but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQPrX57II/AAAAAAAAAdM/2-N79DFLMMQ/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQP7X57JI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ivO-ypLwUWM/s1600-h/char.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143691590232566930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQP7X57JI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ivO-ypLwUWM/s200/char.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELCOME HOME CHAR! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my lovelies are back, i'm a very happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got all the people i love in singapore now! YAYness.&lt;br /&gt;gonna pay the yeongs a visit laterrrr. got babee's krispykreme for them! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3544566848128016560?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3544566848128016560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3544566848128016560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3544566848128016560' title='WELCOME HOMEEEEEE'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R2IQPLX57HI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8Z-tnFcEwEE/s72-c/Photo+287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3658146981501741768</id><published>2007-12-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:37:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day by day! (:</title><content type='html'>fitting at forever21 vivo sucked quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i had to change my outfit with adeline because it was too big for her.&lt;br /&gt;but i love my first outfit now (: but the second outfit? HAHA. goodness me.&lt;br /&gt;i had to try on so many sets of clothing cos they kept overestimating my size and giving me clothes that made me look damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;so eventually, i had oversized clothes due to the lack of sizes there.&lt;br /&gt;fashion tape to the rescue on saturday i guess :(&lt;br /&gt;haha. had dinner with my pretty ladies and we talked and talked and talked and ate and ate and ate because we were pretty upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met milene on tuesday for lunch! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. she's damn funny. we ended up talking about issues about the world.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is what uni students have become.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about the increase in TEENAGE abortion in singapore, the change of slogan from "say no to pre-marital sex" to "say yes to safe sex", talked about the africans suffering from aids and how we wanted to help but it's really tough because of circumstances, sociology of the world, mass media and how it affects our lives etc. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yes. we speak about stuff that are related to our world now.&lt;br /&gt;talked about how disappointed we are with the world :(&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING. well. not really. bought my 3.5inches black cover toe heels for saturday (i suspect it's gonna hurt like hell). and i got a fear of heights. damnit! haha. wearing the heels make me 1.8+m. kinda sucks!&lt;br /&gt;but ohwell. went to collect her fitness first bag.&lt;br /&gt;went to find her some hair salon to cut her hair.&lt;br /&gt;and some window shopping for us! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. went to singapore press holdings for an interview with the new paper!  (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. my interviewer was damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;she was like YEAH! mgs! whoo! (: and YAY! nus arts!&lt;br /&gt;she's from the same schools as me. for like 14 years of our education. she's senior!&lt;br /&gt;the questions were super cute and funny at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;some were challenging. but all in all. it was a FANTABULOUS experience and a very informal one! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was dead tired. i didn't know the reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;so tired that i fell asleep on the babee's room floor! haha.&lt;br /&gt;tried watching i now pronounce you chuck and larry but we gave up.&lt;br /&gt;tried watching alone but it was in jap =S&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up watching lakehouse! I LOVE THAT MOVIE. i say it's a damn sweet show!&lt;br /&gt;wait. before i forget!&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU SWEETLOVE for the white top, the coin purse, the chair necklace :D, krispy kremes and the kinder surprise! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS! (: i feel so pampered.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with his family at this thai food place and the oat prawns were damn shiok (:&lt;br /&gt;i knocked out the moment i got home.&lt;br /&gt;think i'm falling sick :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY! went to get my hair cut! (:&lt;br /&gt;WHOO. now i don't look like i have flat hair! (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou iris! so now babee's gonna trust me to cutting my hair cos he was worried that i might ruin my hair. but i didn't (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. i've been a very happy girl despite my pms! haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to look for black opaque stockings for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;haha. damn funny lahh. went to town to meet milene and borrow her black footless leggings.&lt;br /&gt;went to toys r us first to entertain ourselves cos we were early. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we're like 2 little kiddos (:&lt;br /&gt;babee and i shared a double vanilla tea at coffee bean together with their giant ginger breadman and my egg mayo sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;home for dinner again. i'm still damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna sleep super early tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charissa and girlfriend are coming back tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that your back, my life is almost perfect (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3658146981501741768?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3658146981501741768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3658146981501741768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3658146981501741768' title='day by day! (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6258030357789596353</id><published>2007-12-12T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:52:03.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT BIG WELCOMES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R16_jBgrFdI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZrfQ3-WnF8s/s1600-h/Photo0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142758432925488594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R16_jBgrFdI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZrfQ3-WnF8s/s200/Photo0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELCOME HOME EUCALYPTOOOSBABEE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i finally got my first phone call from him in singapore at exactly 1230am on the 12th of december 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i'm a happy girl (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6258030357789596353?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6258030357789596353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6258030357789596353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6258030357789596353' title='GREAT BIG WELCOMES!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R16_jBgrFdI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZrfQ3-WnF8s/s72-c/Photo0852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2403702749244189045</id><published>2007-12-10T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:56:50.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 happy days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynrxgrFaI/AAAAAAAAAck/seEYlF2Knp0/s1600-h/lele%27s+birthday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142169245016855970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynrxgrFaI/AAAAAAAAAck/seEYlF2Knp0/s200/lele%27s+birthday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynqRgrFYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UiT0fukeIN8/s1600-h/lele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142169219247052162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynqRgrFYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UiT0fukeIN8/s200/lele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BESTEST GIRLFRIEND! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day at tanjong beach on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;from the picture's backrow: shawn, clement, gimsiong, eugene, hanjing, marcus, qiaozhi and alywin (front), me and shirlene! (:&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER HAPPENED TO CHING AND LEMBU IN THE PICTURE?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we played lele's favourite sport! touch rugby.&lt;br /&gt;i was super injury prone that day. i hurt my back, my head and my arm :(&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of ade's birthday, i had to quit being a whiny pok-eye and get my bum off the ground to play touch with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynsBgrFbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GHn-7LElmk4/s1600-h/lele%27s+birthday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142169249311823282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynsBgrFbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GHn-7LElmk4/s200/lele%27s+birthday+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade's birthday cake - the cake that made her scream! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes. it's her at her sexy eye candy - zac efron! haha.&lt;br /&gt;it took lots of great pains for shirlene to put the picture of lele next to him! haha.&lt;br /&gt;OUR BRILLIANT IDEA SHIR! (:&lt;br /&gt;just in case you can't see the words, it says: Happy Birthday Ade! With much love, Your Zac-ie Baby&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah. she's a happy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynqhgrFZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GsWL-4rp2bI/s1600-h/lele%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142169223542019474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynqhgrFZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GsWL-4rp2bI/s200/lele%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to pasta brava after sentosa with her family! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. ching was the photographer of the day! (:&lt;br /&gt;there was another guy that had the same birthday as her. DAMN CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;her second cake! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YEONG LELE! (: i hope you enjoyed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, daddy declared it family day!&lt;br /&gt;haha. he brought my brother and i for the famous char siew fan at tiong bahru!&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to marina square for some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;we looked at digital camera! (: and my daddy bought me a dress BUT UNFORTUNATELY, i'm too freaking tall, so i have to wear it as a tunic! damn.&lt;br /&gt;it isn't all that good to be tall you know? cos ade and i always say that shorter people tend to spend less money, cos what i wear as a top, is actually the price of a dress! :(&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home for my nap (:&lt;br /&gt;the lims came over after that for dinner while we watched the haunted mansion and sea games on tv! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynvRgrFcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MS1gENiLA5c/s1600-h/zachong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142169305146398146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynvRgrFcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MS1gENiLA5c/s200/zachong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO ZACH ONG! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cousin clinched the GOLD for men's 100m backstroke and SILVER for men's 200m backstroke! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. my grandmama was so please and his grandmama was so proud of him that she called our house the moment he won! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was supposed to meet letitia but she's unwell :(&lt;br /&gt;supposed to cut my hair but my stylist is on leave today :(&lt;br /&gt;fitting later. i hope nothing goes wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;babee's coming back on tuesday! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;been surviving on his daily phonecalls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2403702749244189045?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2403702749244189045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2403702749244189045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2403702749244189045' title='2 happy days!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1ynrxgrFaI/AAAAAAAAAck/seEYlF2Knp0/s72-c/lele%27s+birthday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2650058630362903066</id><published>2007-12-07T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:42:34.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sherilyn and the sally hansen workshop</title><content type='html'>yesterday, ade and i went to meet our dearest sherilyn at causeway point.&lt;br /&gt;we had pasta mania for lunch. it's a damn long time since i've had that.&lt;br /&gt;walked around for like 15mins or so before deciding to head to town! (:&lt;br /&gt;i got a new pair of m)phosis flipflops and i got nigel a t-shirt for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;haha. speaking of bright lego colours as the dress code for queen of queens, sherilyn wants to wear a bright red dress so we decided to search for a pair of shoes that will go well with her dress! but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;went to coffee bean for tea and milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;ade had the redberry, sherilyn had chocolate milkshake, i had the rosebud (:&lt;br /&gt;2 strawberry shortcakes for all of us to share! (: whoo!&lt;br /&gt;we talked about everything and anything. haha. bonding time. catching up.&lt;br /&gt;after which i had to rush off to meet my pageant people for dinner at kfc (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. finally, my craving for the shrooms was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;went down to sasa at marina square for our sally hansen workshop!&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was pretty fun i suppose. a million (ok, maybe not that many) steps to take for nail care and painting of nails. heh.&lt;br /&gt;we learnt the proper way of shaping your nails without making it brittle, how to get the round and the square shape.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of shape (for nails) should go with the type of fingers etc.&lt;br /&gt;how to paint the nail the proper way without hurting your cuticle area!&lt;br /&gt;and to do the french manicure two ways - the traditional one and the one with a diagonal line between your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;how to use gliter dust to beautify the nail and give the design more definition.&lt;br /&gt;and how to make 2 tones of glitter dust the right way!&lt;br /&gt;AND I PAINTED A NAIL FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE! (: same for dennet! haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite amusing lahhh. seriously. for someone who's never done her own nails.. an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;we got a goodiebag! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1iyFhgrFXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2oIQWo-SL3s/s1600-h/Photo0917-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141054782607922546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1iyFhgrFXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2oIQWo-SL3s/s200/Photo0917-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bag contained like one 4 in 1 coat thing (which i'll figure out later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 3 colours of our choice! haha. but i got 4 ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that little thing below it, is the nail i painted - not bad for a first timer yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. YAY! i took warm copper, sand black, pink bikini and deep sea blue! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had cupcakes, cakes and brownies for the desert after the workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home cos i was damn tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;construction works work me up today! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn sad. i was planning on sleeping in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but oh wells, it's nigel's birthday later. but first, i'm going to meet ade&amp;amp;ching at vivo! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY! (: i haven't seen sing in a damn long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to go shopping shopping shopping with her! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's lele's birthday! SO EXCITING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7C2uJZCpC2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7C2uJZCpC2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back from nigel's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the food was fantastic! DID I TELL YOU THAT NIGEL MAKES THE BEST CHEESECAKE EVER? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeahh. not bad lahh. quite a big event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i had troubles communicating with the people i was sitting with =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but overall it was fun, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2650058630362903066?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2650058630362903066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2650058630362903066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2650058630362903066' title='sherilyn and the sally hansen workshop'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1iyFhgrFXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2oIQWo-SL3s/s72-c/Photo0917-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4127999170075952644</id><published>2007-12-05T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:25:51.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1aXpBgrFVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yOxWpf5XfZs/s1600-h/cushcush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140462755725907282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1aXpBgrFVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yOxWpf5XfZs/s200/cushcush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1aXpRgrFWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4nwMbHfDL7I/s1600-h/runnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140462760020874594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1aXpRgrFWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4nwMbHfDL7I/s200/runnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at ade's place was a blast! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. early in the afternoon, we were eating our lunch and watching corpse bride! (:&lt;br /&gt;lembu was terrible. he was making fun of and bullying lele and i :(&lt;br /&gt;he went off to work after that.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us went to the sauna and enjoyed the heat&lt;br /&gt;ade&amp;amp;i went swimming in the rain!&lt;br /&gt;and we spent like 3 mins in the steambath cos once you use the sauna, the steambath is nothinggg.&lt;br /&gt;went upstairs to watch the amityville horror.&lt;br /&gt;and took random photos like those above! (:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A DAY TO CHILLLL :D&lt;br /&gt;i love the yeong sisters lahh. they are my sunshine during the cloudy days and my even brighter sunshines during my sunny days (:&lt;br /&gt;going shopping for nigel's present tomorrow! (: followed by my medi and pedicure workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time. toodle doos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4127999170075952644?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4127999170075952644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4127999170075952644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4127999170075952644' title='chill day.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1aXpBgrFVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yOxWpf5XfZs/s72-c/cushcush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6535757863065661360</id><published>2007-12-04T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T02:06:44.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness where art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3y9Jlzu5jf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3y9Jlzu5jf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6RXFlMGtLA/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6RXFlMGtLA/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gtvs_-PJPS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gtvs_-PJPS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the idea? i either NEED happy music or i want to go MAMBOing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's silkygirl make up session was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;we had to learn how to put on full make up - foundation, eyebrows, eyeliner, eyeshadow, eyecurler, mascara, lip pencil, lip balm, lip colour, lip gloss and blusher.&lt;br /&gt;those of you who know me, my reaction was OHMYGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i have never seen or touched that much make up in my life!&lt;br /&gt;i hate make up. (1) cos it clogs my pores, it's a vicious cycle to cover up the flaws only to make it worse. i believe that au naturale is the way to go (2) i personally look better without make up (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the catwalk session by audrey quek was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;all the turns and the right foot first or the left foot to turn.&lt;br /&gt;so much trouble and hardship is required just to make a show.&lt;br /&gt;i went for ice-cream and waffles at venezia with yiting and shari from ntu (:&lt;br /&gt;they're damn nice people.&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping at bugis street to get a dress that was only 10 bucks! (which apparently is too short for me, so a top for me a dress for them)&lt;br /&gt;and a top. i got two pairs of heels from bugis junction after that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm burning a hole in my pocket! haha. but they were irresistable! though they were 3-3.5inches high which would make me er.. taller?&lt;br /&gt;i was telling yiting that it's not too bad being on the petite size cos they get to save money.&lt;br /&gt;cos they can buy a top as a dress and hence they spend a lot less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home! (:&lt;br /&gt;lele's exams are over tomorrow! (: i can't wait to go out with her.&lt;br /&gt;plus tanning on wednesday an absolutely lazy day!&lt;br /&gt;mani and pedicure lessons on thursday! wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6535757863065661360?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6535757863065661360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6535757863065661360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6535757863065661360' title='happiness where art thou?'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8819096606408172979</id><published>2007-12-02T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T09:53:36.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's overrrrrr! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY EXAMINATIONS ARE OVER AND I'M FREEEEEEEE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my to my dearest girlfriend, i am NOT gloating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because this holidays are the same when your not free to go out with me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'll wait patiently! then we'll do all sorts of funny things ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll make it for our tanning session, planning your birthday, movie marathons, slumber parties and make it for sherilyn's loooooong awaited mambo session! (: okayokay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're booked on tuesday and wednesday and maybe thursday! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday was the last and official day that i had to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i was already excited. so i ended up singing and jumping around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for dinner with ade, marc, shirlene and lembu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. what a feast but the food wasn't as good as it was and the service SUCKED. really badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the company was great. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were reminising about the past all the way from primary one days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed home and had an early night for the big day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, my last paper was yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn! i wanted to do a question of ageism, but it didn't come out. boo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that i went to the doctors and then sentosa with dz, elaine and babee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were playing volleyball while i just sitting around enjoying the heat and the cool breeze at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went for my sea breeze session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got &lt;strike&gt;thrown&lt;/strike&gt; dunked into the sea water! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't been into the sea water in a damn long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was FUN! :D i have this sudden feeling of picking up official lessons for kayaking! whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1IOSxgrFTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2u7lIMZANks/s1600-R/Photo0886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139185840473969970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1IOSxgrFTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/oVTyOae6u9o/s200/Photo0886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1IOTRgrFUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aI7zl64S7bU/s1600-R/Photo0891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139185849063904578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1IOTRgrFUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZXlYOiaPPzg/s200/Photo0891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised that marc and i can share sunnies! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i think it fits his head perfectly well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i can't wait for wednesday when i'll get to go tanning with girlfriend.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to marche after that for dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and by the way, it's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy 3 months, eucalyptooos! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to watch a movie but the tickets were sold out so we went to pull&amp;amp;bear to try clothes. haha. i got my denim shorts and tried on tonnes of things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we took a bus home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;church today later! meeting him again cos he's flying off to hongkong on monday for 10 days :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i've got a busy week next week anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday - seventeen make up workshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday - booked by yeong lele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday - tanning with yeong lele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday - ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday - nigel's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday - lele's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and did i mention my dad's coming home on monday, he said he'll bring me SHOPPING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8819096606408172979?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8819096606408172979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8819096606408172979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8819096606408172979' title='it&apos;s overrrrrr! (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R1IOSxgrFTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/oVTyOae6u9o/s72-c/Photo0886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-616726106290544526</id><published>2007-11-30T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:13:02.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carrie underwood - ever ever after (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nRGC720Qak&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nRGC720Qak&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song is off the soundtrack of ENCHANTED :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. i officially love this song.&lt;br /&gt;and the video is so darn cute! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-616726106290544526?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/616726106290544526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/616726106290544526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#616726106290544526' title='carrie underwood - ever ever after (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7738214724647925386</id><published>2007-11-29T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:16:32.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam blues</title><content type='html'>seriously. you have no idea how time flies when your in the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;today's already thursday and i only got one more exam to gohohoho! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's geography paper was a bum.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was an entrepreuneur of a chilli crab restaurant for about half an hour! :D so was ade!&lt;br /&gt;after which i headed to study but i don't recall where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tuesday was my break day from my exams and i went to girlfriend's house to do some southeast asian! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. babee came over and was watching the godfather part 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;lele and i got a little cranky (or maybe it was only me)&lt;br /&gt;headed out for dinner with dahling and i had my pengpeng which i adored since i was a kiddo (:&lt;br /&gt;studied a little more of southeast asia before hitting the sacks at 1am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for school on wednesday! haha. the paper was er.. alright i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and i got my southeast asian project back! (: i got a B+ :D now i'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;even though most people wouldn't be contented with such a grade, i am! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to lele's house after buying her and marc some lunch! (: they got pineapple rice and olive rice respectively..&lt;br /&gt;eugene was over too. so we turned on the movie boo.&lt;br /&gt;he fell asleep, i went to sleep cos i was damn tired and i was woken up by the screams from the movie. damn shitty. haha.&lt;br /&gt;started my singapore society revision! (:&lt;br /&gt;babylove came over in the afternoon after his personal pt session!&lt;br /&gt;and he was watching the godfather 3 :( haha. after watching sleeping beauty! (:&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at lele's house. sumptous food! (: had ben and jerry's dublin mudslide and chubby hubby after that. *rubs my tummy*&lt;br /&gt;headed to sleep early cos i had a paper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. I'M DEAD. haha. i wished i did the question on colonialism instead of race&amp;amp;ethnicity cos i realised only after doing the question that the whole cohort probably did that cos it's the most prominent thing in Singapore's society :(&lt;br /&gt;had one hell of an irritating boy sitting next to me. he thinks out loud and continuously clicked his pen on the table. it was driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;met sweets at clementi to have the pork porridge and met another weird woman! :(&lt;br /&gt;had tutu kueh before heading to westmall to check ENCHANTED! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R060vQLgz7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/-WR08_Tu91c/s1600-h/enchanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138242948766420914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R060vQLgz7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/-WR08_Tu91c/s200/enchanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THE CHIPMUNK! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was adorable! and funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i'm in the midst of the exams and i'm watching a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm stressed :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat in the park with him and took loads of goofy photos! (: haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the sweetie let me fall asleep on him (though very unintentionally)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D i'm a happy girl. &lt;em&gt;bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the books now! last day of studying tomorrow! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i'm freeeeeeee :D sentosa with love and his friends after that :D whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7738214724647925386?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7738214724647925386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7738214724647925386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7738214724647925386' title='exam blues'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R060vQLgz7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/-WR08_Tu91c/s72-c/enchanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4419921531952962675</id><published>2007-11-26T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:24:58.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0qQqQLgz6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0Q1MJCOQNj0/s1600-h/dennis"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137077380541632418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0qQqQLgz6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0Q1MJCOQNj0/s320/dennis" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELCOME BACK,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DENNIS CHAN SHEN HAN! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4419921531952962675?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4419921531952962675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4419921531952962675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4419921531952962675' title=':D'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0qQqQLgz6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0Q1MJCOQNj0/s72-c/dennis' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6423653455560847681</id><published>2007-11-25T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:00:43.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicole scherzinger - baby love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0lVzALgz5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0RKuENyr7j0/s1600-h/sarahlovesyou+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136731184702738322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0lVzALgz5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0RKuENyr7j0/s200/sarahlovesyou+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;first kiss and i knew you changed the game&lt;br /&gt;you had me, exactly, where you wanted&lt;br /&gt;and i'm on it, and I aint ever gonna let you get away&lt;br /&gt;holding hands never made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;so special, boy its your&lt;br /&gt;your smile, we so in love&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we so in love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough of your love&lt;br /&gt;we so in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are my baby love my baby love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make the sun come up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh boy, you're my every everything that I could ever dream of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are my baby love my baby love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make the sun come up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh boy, you're my every every every everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a minute now we're still holding it down&lt;br /&gt;butterflies everytime he come around&lt;br /&gt;you make me, so crazy, its crazy,&lt;br /&gt;oh baby, i don't ever wanna be with no one else&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one that ever made me mad&lt;br /&gt;you're special, boy it's your, your style&lt;br /&gt;we so in love&lt;br /&gt;yeah we so in love&lt;br /&gt;and i just can't get enough if your love&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats all i'm thinking of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;you are my baby love my baby love&lt;br /&gt;you make the sun come up&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, you're my every everything that I could ever dream of&lt;br /&gt;you are my baby love my baby love&lt;br /&gt;you make the sun come up&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, you're my every every every everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always and forever you my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;on my mind constant&lt;br /&gt;think about you all the time (you're my everything)&lt;br /&gt;everything everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always and forever you my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;on my mind constant, think about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;(you're my everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything everything oh everything everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ma new school (love)&lt;br /&gt;you ma old school (love)&lt;br /&gt;and i'ts true you're the one i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0lRMgLgz3I/AAAAAAAAAbE/5UX68HpKZ7c/s1600-h/goodnight].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136726125231263602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0lRMgLgz3I/AAAAAAAAAbE/5UX68HpKZ7c/s200/goodnight%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6423653455560847681?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6423653455560847681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6423653455560847681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6423653455560847681' title='nicole scherzinger - baby love.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0lVzALgz5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0RKuENyr7j0/s72-c/sarahlovesyou+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6816425474142561252</id><published>2007-11-25T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:30:43.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:((((</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/5G9iuZjUK2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/5G9iuZjUK2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nicole scherzinger - baby love, recommended by angmoh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dedicated to &lt;em&gt;you, &lt;/em&gt;mr marc chan chia heng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is &lt;strong&gt;miserable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my personal and academic life together pronto.&lt;br /&gt;before i break. before i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those who gave me super encouraging messages that gave me motivation to carry on, thankyou so much. to know i make a difference in your life, makes living this life a little more worth it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6816425474142561252?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6816425474142561252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6816425474142561252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6816425474142561252' title=':(((('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2691232008213078206</id><published>2007-11-23T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:22:55.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studystudySTUDY! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the past few days have been real study days for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i headed to babee's house to read up on my geography.&lt;br /&gt;the amount of readings.. seriously, i wish i could kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i read more than 10,000 words considering that each article i read is more than 10 typed pages.&lt;br /&gt;adelele came over after lunch at kfc.&lt;br /&gt;she was going through her economics while i was doing my sociology.&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to read and so little time.&lt;br /&gt;dahling came over to pay both of us a visit today :D&lt;br /&gt;and together we ate up all my brother's OH! cereals. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sorry khorkhor. we're really very sorry :( i'll buy you a new packet when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;before going for his friend's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade's gone home and i'm going back to my books.&lt;br /&gt;i need to study hard. i don't ask to pass with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get over and done with this sem so i can sort out my life and move on to the next sem with a clean sheet.&lt;br /&gt;this sem was a bum. a REAL FAT BUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0btwgLgz2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2myrheC_Fkk/s1600-h/horseshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136053842590355298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0btwgLgz2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2myrheC_Fkk/s200/horseshoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL OF US TAKING THE EXAMINATIONS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all the economics people tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all geography students on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all japanese studies and political science students on tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all southeast asian studies people on wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all singapore society, south asian and psychology people on thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to all the sociology people on saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm wishing you all the best for these subjects as most of my freshman friends are taking these modules, and because this is the first time we're sitting for an end of sem paper, ALL THE BEST TO ALL OF US. of cos to my loveliest seniors, BEST WISHES TO ALL OF YOU TOO! (: i didn't forget about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2691232008213078206?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2691232008213078206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2691232008213078206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2691232008213078206' title='studystudySTUDY! :('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0btwgLgz2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2myrheC_Fkk/s72-c/horseshoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6786863608506898046</id><published>2007-11-21T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:21:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to start studying DAMNIT!</title><content type='html'>i fell in love with this dress! (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT i doubt i'm gonna get it cos i forsee myself moving out of the checked phase.&lt;br /&gt;ade realised why we suddenly fell in love with checkeds.&lt;br /&gt;haha. subconsciously, we got influenced by the clothing in the '60s by watching hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;they had checked tops, checked skirts, checked jackets, checked everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvigLgzxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/pdy5cuCPRcc/s1600-h/Photo0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135141007421132562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvigLgzxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/pdy5cuCPRcc/s200/Photo0811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvkALgzyI/AAAAAAAAAac/jSv9qJITBSI/s1600-h/Photo0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135141033190936354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvkALgzyI/AAAAAAAAAac/jSv9qJITBSI/s200/Photo0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a happy sweet babee.&lt;br /&gt;haha. in order to savour the biscuit, he took 100 bites out of it! :D&lt;br /&gt;it made me a happy girl to know that he appreciates the litle things i give to him.&lt;br /&gt;i love my babee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvkQLgzzI/AAAAAAAAAak/uK7fsoxGALk/s1600-h/Photo0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135141037485903666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvkQLgzzI/AAAAAAAAAak/uK7fsoxGALk/s200/Photo0820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvmALgz1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Pigy5aBUuSs/s1600-h/Photo0824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135141067550674770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvmALgz1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Pigy5aBUuSs/s200/Photo0824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was little chefs day for shirlene&amp;amp;me and a potato peeler day for ade! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. we cooked everything for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we had nuggets, fish, scrambled eggs and this dish called eggs essen which shir and i painstakingly cooked for half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;but all turned out PERFECT (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. at least uncle and aunty yeong enjoyed the food! (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the swan princess at ade's house yesterday cos i was FREAKING depressed over my B- for sociology :(&lt;br /&gt;my cap score is going down down down down down.&lt;br /&gt;so i need to work my butt off by doing boring readings now!&lt;br /&gt;was watching so much tv and dahling came over to cheer me up and let me rant my stress on him!&lt;br /&gt;oh. the cartoon as damn funny. the quote from the show, &lt;em&gt;you can write a book on how to offend women in 5 syllabols or less&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching seconds to disaster about avalanches on national geographic. followed by is it real?&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bukit timah market to have dinner with eugene and angmoh!&lt;br /&gt;haha. walked back to ade's house intending to work off a little of dinner but we walked pass kap and we were like "WHO WANTS HOT FUDGE SUNDAE?"&lt;br /&gt;haha. we had our hot fudge and we continued to walk back home.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored a little. plus watching HAIRSPRAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;eugene, ade and i were singing along.&lt;br /&gt;had ahbolengs at ade's house! (: her momsie cooked instant noodles for eugene and angmoh! hah.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lahhh. i HATE the exams and MISS the good old A level days with my GOOD OLD BUDDIES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to study.&lt;br /&gt;but my eyes are little red and swollen since last night so no girlfriend today.&lt;br /&gt;dont' wanna pass my eye (whatever illness it's called) to her.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6786863608506898046?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6786863608506898046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6786863608506898046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6786863608506898046' title='i need to start studying DAMNIT!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/R0OvigLgzxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/pdy5cuCPRcc/s72-c/Photo0811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-454607958934191576</id><published>2007-11-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:11:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a one minute update</title><content type='html'>a very quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend is sick! :( GET WELL SOON! (:&lt;br /&gt;babee's been working very hard. poor dear.&lt;br /&gt;i have been ATTEMPTING to study &lt;strike&gt;very&lt;/strike&gt; hard.&lt;br /&gt;studying sessions with the girlfriend and her sexy have been fun.&lt;br /&gt;shopping with angmoh was a blast. (it came along with a free lunch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventeen is out. DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need happy pills again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-454607958934191576?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/454607958934191576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/454607958934191576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#454607958934191576' title='a one minute update'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8023089739777733901</id><published>2007-11-14T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:35:59.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>i've been having very little sleep of late because of my southeast asian project which i have spent hours of my life doing&lt;br /&gt;the biggest thankyou to my girlfriend and my boyfriend for helping me with the project - drawing of the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was the hey! gorgeous finals at dragonfly at st james power station after church!&lt;br /&gt;we got alywin and rachel flowers with those turn turn things. haha.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to my partner (from a long time ago) alywin for getting into the top 5! (:&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to rachel for winning the title of miss perfect skin! (:&lt;br /&gt;went down to suntec to meet my babeee! (: he was working super duper hard today!&lt;br /&gt;hah. had my cookie dough ben and jerry's ice-cream! HEAVENLY! (:&lt;br /&gt;i went to mango and bought the white dress that i have been dying to get but they didn't have size last time and they restocked it! NOW I'M A DAMN HAPPY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;though that kinda made a whole in my wallet, but i'm still damn happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;headed home to do my project. i was being hardworking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was another southeast asian day!&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza sing to pick dahling up! (:&lt;br /&gt;changed the size of my dress cos the woman packed the wrong size for me!&lt;br /&gt;and went back to my place to do the project!&lt;br /&gt;haha. he was helping me erase the lines and drawing the hopscotch play area! sweeet! (:&lt;br /&gt;i stayed up till 3 to do as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school the next day to continue the project.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up damn early and ended up at ade's house because i forgot that there wasn't lessons anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;did my work until i ran out of paper :( AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;so i headed home and did my work.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. yesterday was the day that people in nus were wearing pink and everyone was unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;why? i have no idea! maybe it's the exam stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY HANDED UP MY WORK TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;my guide book called "SEA GAMES - reliving the tradtional childhood of a Southeast Asian"&lt;br /&gt;and i'm damn happy with it! (:&lt;br /&gt;handed it up along with a three page typed essay with single spacing. help!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;back to the days of normal essay writing and my sociology! (:&lt;br /&gt;can't got for seventeen meeting later cos of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;DINNER WITH BABEE AND HIS FAMILY LATER! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8023089739777733901?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8023089739777733901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8023089739777733901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8023089739777733901' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-998725148809863059</id><published>2007-11-10T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:17:15.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yipee yipee yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time really seems to be zooming by me now :((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday, i went to school for southeast asian lecture and finally handed up my fieldtrip report (: yayness. one down and one last one to go! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got back my sociology results on tuesday as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i expected the worst due to my mental condition at that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i got a B! (: one more incentive to work hardER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed down to harbourfront to meet my babee after that for dengzhi's surprise ORD proudly organised by elaine! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. damn funny lah. there was the case of the bobbing head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was the proud little chef of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a night to celebrate the ord of the guys so the girls did the cooking with brandon of cos! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how many meh meh jumped over the wall? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it this card? this card? this card? WHEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they took very sexy pictures with the banner that elaine made with such great love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they went to mambo but babee and i headed home (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday was DEEPAVALI! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy DEEPAVALI! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read up on traditional games in southeast asia! and i'm more or less done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched miss USA 2007! (: rachel smith is GORGEOUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVJ4cj35XI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhfJg07KfbA/s1600-h/rachel+smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131088584546706802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVJ4cj35XI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhfJg07KfbA/s200/rachel+smith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went back to sleep and woke up to shall we dance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brilliant show about salsa and ballroom dancing! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so graceful! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed home for dinner! headed down to bukit panjang plaza to buy necessities! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never knew that they could cost so much at one shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought lots and lots of colourful paper! (: to do my southeast asian project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love colourful paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babee came over to watch tv with me! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVKJMj35YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/49e0-_S95Ik/s1600-h/Photo0790A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131088872309515650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVKJMj35YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/49e0-_S95Ik/s200/Photo0790A2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday. TGIF! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i overslept and missed geog lecture (AGAIN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to school for singapore society lecture which was completely boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i got back my singapore society mid terms and i got a B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am such an average student. i need to work harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to vivo with adelele, qiaozhi and marcus to watch the GAMEPLAN! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love that show! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's damn freaking sweeeeet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qianfu told me stardust was a very sweet show too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i booked my dahling to watch it with me! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to pull and bear and qiaozhi got this oscar the grouch long sleeves! haha. I AM A GROUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. thankyou marcus for the top! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to babee's to keep him company cos he wasn't in the best of moods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess i didn't do too much of a good job. SORRY LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm in school now! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. that's how i got my internet access! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babee's working today. and i'm in school with the loveliest ade&amp;amp;shir! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'm a happy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna start on my project which i call orgami! (: haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time! BABEE'S ORD PHOTOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-998725148809863059?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/998725148809863059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/998725148809863059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#998725148809863059' title='yipee yipee yay!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVJ4cj35XI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhfJg07KfbA/s72-c/rachel+smith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1717364243225784695</id><published>2007-11-06T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:20:31.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concised updated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lr5tXjKsmG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lr5tXjKsmG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i heard this song.&lt;br /&gt;love the lyrics of this sappy love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i came to school for geog project meeting and i skipped my singapore society lecture.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? why in the world did i skip my favourite lecture?&lt;br /&gt;COS THE ARMY HAS SET MY BABEE FREEEEEE! (: yes. marc has ORDed. (:&lt;br /&gt;i am a very happy happy girl. he's free.&lt;br /&gt;haha. elaine and keane picked me up from pasir ris mrt (:&lt;br /&gt;the parade was yes, a very solemn and seirous event!&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun being idiots with elaine and dengzhi (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. after that, we had refreshments! it was then keane and i decided to attack the curry samosa, the tuna sandwiches and the sausage buns!&lt;br /&gt;headed for dinner with babee's mummy and daddy to have the chicken cutlet hor fun at changi village. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's the last time he's going to be eating it.&lt;br /&gt;and my first cos the last time i was there, i was too full to eat the whole plate.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE!!! (: he's a free &lt;strike&gt;boy&lt;/strike&gt; MAN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVNisj35ZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4LHctc4BphE/s1600-h/babee+ord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131092608931063186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVNisj35ZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4LHctc4BphE/s200/babee+ord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. the picture is available now! (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;i feel oh so happy so happy i'd beeeeee when i look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAUny10wCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tBc6Syoc_KM/s1600-h/sentosa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129622649469976610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAUny10wCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tBc6Syoc_KM/s200/sentosa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAS_S10v-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/wMUlimYNeKA/s1600-h/sentosababyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129620854173646818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAS_S10v-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/wMUlimYNeKA/s200/sentosababyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAS_i10v_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/IM_Lh_mSZUM/s1600-h/sentosa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129620858468614130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzAS_i10v_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/IM_Lh_mSZUM/s200/sentosa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday saw girlfriend and i heading to sentosa with the arts open people.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to take a stroll to tanjong beach where we had our much talked about tanning session.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was WONDERFUL! (:&lt;br /&gt;and we saw the most adorable babyy ever yes?&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was a well worth 2 hours at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;babee came over to say hello to us&lt;br /&gt;i'm now unpale and red. (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed back to meet them but they were heading home :(&lt;br /&gt;so ade and i decided to go shopping at vivo again.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ade went to have dinner with her mummy and daddy while babee came over to look for me (:&lt;br /&gt;had this very unique green spinach noodle. DELICIOUS! (:&lt;br /&gt;had my sugis and he sent me home sweet home! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was tired. from lazing around in the sun. yes. a bum i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzATjy10wAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AkRDMSP0mlc/s1600-h/Photo0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129621481238872066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzATjy10wAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AkRDMSP0mlc/s200/Photo0782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzATkC10wBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TZmBkDrZMfE/s1600-h/sentosa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i decided to redecorate the board on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;(: it's not all the photos yet. but some of them.&lt;br /&gt;cos i have yet to print the others out now.&lt;br /&gt;been really busy with my assignments and my essays of late.&lt;br /&gt;it's terrible but i still allow myself some leeway to watch some tv (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. been listening to hairspray and highschool musical soundtracks.&lt;br /&gt;so sue me, i'm still a teenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came to school yesterday for geog project meeting.&lt;br /&gt;eunice, ade and i got flowers to help the abused foreigned workers in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;we had matching flowers to match our clothing.&lt;br /&gt;eunice got a green rose, ade got a purple and i got a red (:&lt;br /&gt;we measured the distance on the map using eunice's hair (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou girlie, for that sacrificial act from your hair.&lt;br /&gt;we had a mass hershey's sundae pie eating spree with onion rings.&lt;br /&gt;dahling came over to school to keep me company while i research on my southeast asian project and to help me with the first one.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we decided to research on games and I'VE COMPLETED MY ESSAY WITH HIS HELP (:&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, came to school to use the internet connection cos i promised yeong lele that i would update.&lt;br /&gt;and then i decided to read my notes on the traditional children games played in southeast asia.&lt;br /&gt;loads of southeast asian studies i must say.&lt;br /&gt;meeting farhan for soci tutorial later as well.&lt;br /&gt;and MEETING MY PAGEANT LOVES FOR DINNER! (:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait. i haven't caught up with them in a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time. toodle doodle doooooo! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1717364243225784695?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1717364243225784695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1717364243225784695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1717364243225784695' title='concised updated.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RzVNisj35ZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4LHctc4BphE/s72-c/babee+ord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-564254236755629016</id><published>2007-11-02T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:45:37.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my happy top (:</title><content type='html'>my girlfriend and i have been LOVING oversized shirts because of its comfort and because we've been lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with this pull and bear men's shirt yesterday and i'll get it when i've got cash (:&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to make do with my topman "lumerjack" top - according to marcus.&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes. i love being able to be absolutely lazy in my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;there can be no substitute for the perfect cutting for a boyfriend's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i've seen pretty girlie ones. but nothing beats the comfort of a real men's shirt!&lt;br /&gt;whoo. i am a happy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;and i loooooooove checked everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RyrBVS10v8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/EKPgt0gKyYo/s1600-h/Photo0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128123697293737922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RyrBVS10v8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/EKPgt0gKyYo/s200/Photo0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeong lele! we'll get that pull&amp;amp;bear one and your topshop one ok?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE EXAMS ARE OVER AND WHEN WE'VE GOT MONEY! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-564254236755629016?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/564254236755629016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/564254236755629016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#564254236755629016' title='my happy top (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RyrBVS10v8I/AAAAAAAAAZE/EKPgt0gKyYo/s72-c/Photo0776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2964897273248868317</id><published>2007-11-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:30:00.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>operationally ready date</title><content type='html'>HAPPY ORD TO ALL THE BOYS! (:&lt;br /&gt;or should i say MEN now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY ORD TO marc, khorkhor and teckyen! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations you have been promoted to men. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooooo. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2964897273248868317?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2964897273248868317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2964897273248868317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2964897273248868317' title='operationally ready date'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1700382124651914337</id><published>2007-11-01T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:18:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye leroy :(((</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RymrPC10v7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/BFf1dCLV0LQ/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127817925687033778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RymrPC10v7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/BFf1dCLV0LQ/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye to you my trusted friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've known each other since i was 9 or 10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;together we've climbed hills and trees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;learned of love and abcs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveyou, leroy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i always will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no amounts of brackets will express how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate YOU. boooooo. (not the dog, btw)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1700382124651914337?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1700382124651914337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1700382124651914337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1700382124651914337' title='goodbye leroy :((('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RymrPC10v7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/BFf1dCLV0LQ/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6774823252611250773</id><published>2007-10-30T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:05:55.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>:(&lt;br /&gt;my internet has been down recently and i havent' been checking my email.&lt;br /&gt;i got 100 over nus emial to check and 40 over from my normal mail. all that junk! :(&lt;br /&gt;been doing nothing much during the week anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i've been draining all my energy both physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;it's a very very bad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i need to get down to studying and doing my reading and my homework.&lt;br /&gt;time just seems to fly by when we need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;this friday my soci is due. next wednesday is my southeast asian fieldtrip report and the following wednesday is my southeast asian essay.&lt;br /&gt;this would then officially mark the end of my mid terms and the finals will be here before i know it.&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leroy's not well and my grandparents are being such idiots.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T STAND THEM ANYMOREEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;and spca isn't being anything near compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;PFFFFFFFT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6774823252611250773?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6774823252611250773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6774823252611250773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6774823252611250773' title=':('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8574573935969074655</id><published>2007-10-20T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:29:28.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living behind that facade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ugly inside and outside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has been a very emotionally drained one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one.&lt;/strong&gt; the singapore society project i'm doing with char made me see the superficiality of the world.&lt;br /&gt;it's sad. yes. very depressing.&lt;br /&gt;because people are judged for how they look and the size they wear.&lt;br /&gt;not only in the social sense but in the economic one as well - this human nature eats into the people around, so employment opportunities are affect. it's a very vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;my 3115 word essay has opened my eyes to the world and how it affects every individual and how it eats into us, making us believe in what the masses want us to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two.&lt;/strong&gt; i'm trying to erase all the hurt and pain that i'm feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;events of similar occurance just keeps re-enacting itself. it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;i scream and shout for it to leave me alone. i cry myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yet, it just won't go away. i've tweeked the way i think, the way i feel.&lt;br /&gt;i've accepted the way the world is, i've accepted the way our generation is.&lt;br /&gt;but can i ever be like it? will i ever be able to fit in?&lt;br /&gt;is life really worth the pain and trouble anymore?&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind being defiant to the ways of the world, but it's tiring no?&lt;br /&gt;when everyone is against you and you have no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lonely. i feel alone in this war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm stronger than before. i'll survive this war.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME, MY SWEET LOVES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, my week has been very hectic.&lt;br /&gt;i know i usually write up my blog in detail but due to the lack of a mood and limited time, i shall be concised.&lt;br /&gt;sunday: lunch with charissa! (: went to buy fossil watch. had sakae for lunch. went undies shopping with charissa. haha. she found it amusing. bought new sunnies. had famour amos. bought 2 new shorts. she got a top. home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;monday: went to school for singapore society project. went to collect my arts pageant prize. i got a light box and a 2 day 1 night stay in a deluxe room at radius international hotel, kl. went to jurong point with ade! (: we got AIRBRUSH TATTOOS! headed to her house for shirlene's lasagna. it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: went back to school for singapore society tutorial in the morning. lunch. geog tutorial. met charmaine and worked on our 3000word essay from 4 to 10pm in school. we were going cranky. went home and worked on it further.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: southeast asian lecture. lunch and singapore society project. went for half of soci lecture. headed down to hendon camp for pick babee up! WELCOME HOME DAHLING! (:&lt;br /&gt;thursday: project meeting in the afternoon to finish up conclusion. southeast asian tutorial. my project is traditional courtship methods in southeast asia (: met love for dinner at the prata place. roamed around west mall. stayed up till 5.30am doing the last bit of singapore society essay. the official title: The Skinny on Beauty - the mass media's influence on Singapore society.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself, i thought of that title at 4am in the morning. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;friday: slept for only 2 hours. headed to school zombified to submit my paper. hooray. it's over. skipped lectures cos i was too damn tired. rested. rented death note 2 and eternal sunshine of the spotless mind to watch with dahling. dinner. home. emotional trauma. i can't remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never know what you've done to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never know what you're doing to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today: sentosa with marc and his friends. i'm damn tired. i want to tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8574573935969074655?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8574573935969074655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8574573935969074655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8574573935969074655' title='living behind that facade'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3634656725593544865</id><published>2007-10-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:43:56.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quickie</title><content type='html'>WELCOME HOME MARC DAHLING! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3634656725593544865?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3634656725593544865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3634656725593544865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3634656725593544865' title='a quickie'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-8491895926461007312</id><published>2007-10-14T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T11:36:02.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girlfriend day</title><content type='html'>yesterday was my self declared HAPPY GIRLFRIEND DAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. i spent more or less all my time awake at ade's place (:&lt;br /&gt;we intended to sleep in yesterday but for some strange reason, both of us didn't!&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8.30am and she woke up at 9.20am. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ate, lazed around our house.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to go tanning by her pool but it started pouring at my house.&lt;br /&gt;then it stopped, then i started pouring at her house. then it stopped and started pouring at my house again.&lt;br /&gt;so i braved the rain and just trooped to her house.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we watched this damn funny hongkong drama at her place and played with her sexy as well (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. shirlene went for dinner. aunty&amp;amp;uncle yeong went to town area.&lt;br /&gt;so my girlfriend and i were left to fend for ourselves. haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed to holland village and had sushie teh for dinner. yum yum (:&lt;br /&gt;headed over to nydc later on to have the mudpies of our own.&lt;br /&gt;i had the cookie monster mudpie and she had the bailey's one! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes we're the most gluttony pair you can find.&lt;br /&gt;walked around hoping to digest some food. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we did a survey for our juniors in pjc. haha. damn sad. we lied.&lt;br /&gt;we had to be smokers for that few minutes. we didn't smoke!!&lt;br /&gt;we got matching bangles from Lim's living. haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed back to her house and watched deathnote. haha. i love that show.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to watch deathnote part 2 when i got the time.&lt;br /&gt;shucks. why didn't i catch it in the cinemas. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. went home around 11pm (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou uncle yeong for sending me home and the dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much was my day spent with my girlfriend (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-8491895926461007312?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8491895926461007312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/8491895926461007312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8491895926461007312' title='happy girlfriend day'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-9178549136264585783</id><published>2007-10-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:44:30.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the "bloggable" day</title><content type='html'>before i start my post proper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;to all my muslim friends! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a happy happy holiday and enjoy feasting with your family and your loved ones! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed according to adelele, yesterday was a "bloggable day".&lt;br /&gt;first, we were early for geog lecture but eventually ended up late cos she wanted to head to burger king to get her hershey's sundae pie and a cup of milo for the breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;so while she's eating till her heart's content in lecture, i was well, tired.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we were sorta online shopping cos we had no clue what the lecturer was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;he was jumping around the A level syllabus. it's time to dig out those geog notes!&lt;br /&gt;headed to the grinning gecko to sit around for a while then to the central library to do my geog project.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOODNESS. the process of doing the geography project almost took the life out of me!&lt;br /&gt;it's horrid.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca and i skipped singapore society lecture and sacrificed my lunch (i had a dao sa pao and becca had a chocolate waffle) just so we could work on that project for 5 hours straight. my brain's dying.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO RANT! but it's not very nice. just please please please don't change anything that we've put our painstaking effort into doing. if you don't like the way it's done, say so! don't change it after we've sent them out! it's unfair. seriously. spending 5 hours in changi airport and that 5 hours even sacrificing our lectures! PLEASE STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, lele and i ATTEMPTED to flag a cab to get to town.&lt;br /&gt;goodness me, we were 2 hours late.&lt;br /&gt;cos we waited for the cab outside eusoff hall along the main road for 40mins before giving up and taking a 151 to bukit timah just so that we could get a cab from there.&lt;br /&gt;there was a couple who wanted to share a cab with us but there was no cab.&lt;br /&gt;so they took the bus with us as well.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY we got a cab at bukit timah. yayness to the uncle!&lt;br /&gt;SORRY JESS AND SHERILYN! we didn't mean to be late.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to eat at the balcony at the heeren but there were no more spaces at the "non-smoking" area, so we headed to vil'age.&lt;br /&gt;i had mushroom&amp;amp;cheese crepe, sherilyn&amp;amp;jess had the ham&amp;amp;cheese crepe while ade had a mushroom soup&amp;amp;pizza!&lt;br /&gt;since sherilyn was the birthday girl she decided to take photos in black&amp;amp;white and sepia only. so yeah. hah.&lt;br /&gt;we took more than 50 retarded photos together. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes we're damn crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3S-jYNZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WCip9nmvXPs/s1600-h/Photo+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120653575488812434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3S-jYNZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WCip9nmvXPs/s200/Photo+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3S-jYNaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QfN2ssn1fL0/s1600-h/Photo+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120653575488812450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3S-jYNaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/QfN2ssn1fL0/s200/Photo+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going totally crazy at vil'age! hah.&lt;br /&gt;the birthday girl decided that we wanted to get starbucks coffee.&lt;br /&gt;haha. 2 java chips and 2 caramel frappacino for the 4 of us!&lt;br /&gt;ade had good news for us. since she dropped political science, she only has lessons on odd week thursdays from 6-8pm (:&lt;br /&gt;you know what that means? SHERILYN SOH! WE CAN FINALLY GO TO MAMBO TOGETHER! (: we've been talking about it since we were 18 and now we're like 19!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3TOjYNbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6MY2FX8sW8w/s1600-h/Photo+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120653579783779762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3TOjYNbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6MY2FX8sW8w/s200/Photo+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend and i were being super retarded!&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the 171 at the orchard mrt station for a pretty long time (three 190s went by and no 171s) until we figured that we probably wouldn't get a seat on the bus. haha.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS we were damn freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;so we took a train to cityhall to take the bus from esplanade just to ensure we get our seats.&lt;br /&gt;we saw about 10 super pretty tall models! (:&lt;br /&gt;and waited for our bus for a terribly long time - but there was going to be seats!&lt;br /&gt;we got our bus in the end and started going crazy on the bus cos of lack of oxygen to the brain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i waited damn long for my 75 from the shell station. it was irritating.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;just when i wanted to plomp onto my bed and sleep, i had geog to do.&lt;br /&gt;i only had 5 hours of sleep. this has been my life for about a month :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3o-jYNcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u9iZCo9uQTE/s1600-h/collage37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120653953445934530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3o-jYNcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u9iZCo9uQTE/s320/collage37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, THIS IS OUR TRUE COLOURS! but we love each other! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-9178549136264585783?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9178549136264585783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9178549136264585783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9178549136264585783' title='the &quot;bloggable&quot; day'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RxA3S-jYNZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WCip9nmvXPs/s72-c/Photo+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-3276970290294257776</id><published>2007-10-11T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:08:52.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hillsongs - still</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OxKq8ok_JY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OxKq8ok_JY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i know that i can do all things through God who strengthens me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-3276970290294257776?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3276970290294257776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/3276970290294257776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3276970290294257776' title='hillsongs - still'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-9097491326934603349</id><published>2007-10-10T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:21:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVEYS</title><content type='html'>heyhey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would need your help both guys and girls (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing a singapore society project on is skinny equivalent to beautiful in singapore's society?&lt;br /&gt;is it a trend or is it culture?&lt;br /&gt;what's the main cause of this popculture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the ladies, please &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=5h1trEcTYUCliCdM07jvqg_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to take the survey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the guys, please &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=cVafrfbZiLMA10vkG_2bjcpw_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to take the survey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend in need is a friend indeed. HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-9097491326934603349?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9097491326934603349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9097491326934603349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9097491326934603349' title='SURVEYS'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-5784239399866008602</id><published>2007-10-08T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:25:29.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o town - all or nothing</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 500TH POST! (:&lt;br /&gt;my blog goes way back to my secondary school days! (: haha. memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always believed that i can always find a song that suits my every mood every step of my life.&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought i couldn't this time round,&lt;br /&gt;i've found one.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't entirely express how i'm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;but parts of the song's just makes pefect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know when he's been on your mind that distant look is in your eye&lt;br /&gt;i thought with time you'd realize it's over over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it's not the way i choose to live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and something somewhere's got to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;as sharing this relationship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gets older older&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you know i'd fight for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but how i can fight someone who isn't even there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i've had the rest of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;now I want the best of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i dont care if that's not fair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cause I want it all or nothing at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;there's no where left to fall when you reach the bottom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it's now or never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it all or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;is this how it ends with a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;you leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;there are times it seems to me i'm sharing you with memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i feel it in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but i dont show it show it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and then there's times you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;as though I'm all that you can see those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't believe it's right i know know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;don't me make me promises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;baby, you never did know how to keep them well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i've had the rest of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;now I want the best of you it's time for show and tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i am going on a haitus due to all the tests and assignments coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sociology test on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;geography due next monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and singapore society due next friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;tonnes of work. not enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;heavy burden in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-5784239399866008602?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5784239399866008602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/5784239399866008602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5784239399866008602' title='o town - all or nothing'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1997965601340669776</id><published>2007-10-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:37:21.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an eye-opener.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwYy_ujYNVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9nx4LIY8d5Y/s1600-h/Photo0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117834096962712914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwYy_ujYNVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9nx4LIY8d5Y/s200/Photo0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start my entry proper, DO I LOOK LIKE HER?&lt;br /&gt;according to adelele, marcus and a whole lot of other people, we look damn alike to the extent they get us mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;BUT we've sat down together and looked at each other and we don't think we look alike!&lt;br /&gt;what say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwYy_ujYNWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gJ-hilMgmak/s1600-h/Photo0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117834096962712930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwYy_ujYNWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gJ-hilMgmak/s200/Photo0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the file that professor T.C Chang gave to me during the geography fieldtrip about a week ago. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i love it! (: it says "i love africa" and "we're going to paris".&lt;br /&gt;it's damn geographical, very apt i must say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday's southeast asia tutorial was a very very interesting one (:&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed it very muchly.&lt;br /&gt;it's about magic, religion and the supernatural of southeast asia.&lt;br /&gt;despite me freaking myself out, i admit it was a great eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of certain stuff that i experienced as a child and up to a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;this girl once said that she dreamt/saw the devil himself.&lt;br /&gt;i, on the other hand, i saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness! my babee's group of friends in thailand with him decided that they felt like eating canteen food for dinner yesternight.&lt;br /&gt;so they brisked walk with the 40kg fieldpack on their backs :( poorboy.&lt;br /&gt;but i was relieved it happened after what i heard in southeast asia tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of "friday morning" goes like this.. (it's a myth - so they say)&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago in one of the islamic countryies, legends says that there was a prince who learnt the magic of shapeshifting, meaning that his spirit could leave his body and take the form of another being.&lt;br /&gt;he eventually mastered the skill and shapeshifted into a bird.&lt;br /&gt;his servant saw this happening one day, and he shapeshifted into the prince's body.&lt;br /&gt;the prince found out of what had happened when he wanted to go back into his original body.&lt;br /&gt;he told his wife about it and the wife murdered the body of the servant and seduced him into coming out of the prince's body.&lt;br /&gt;after it happened, the prince went back into his body and the servant's spirit was left with no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;so it's spoken that the servan'ts spirit travels the world and takes the form of human bodies and destroys them internally on every thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;so why thursday night when the legend is called "friday morning"?&lt;br /&gt;because, according to the islamic calendar (and correct me if i'm wrong cos i heard this from an islamic friend in my tutorial class) that the start of friday morning begins on thursday night after the sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told baby the story last night when i was talking to him on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i was so freaking myself out. and i was scaring him by telling him of the stories i heard in class.&lt;br /&gt;according to legends, human sacrifice has to be made in order to keep a building stable.&lt;br /&gt;and the more brtual and cruel the death, the better cos the spirit is said to be angered and will guard the building better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are just a few interesting things i learnt in lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly felt this appreciation of arts and social sciences. it's not that i didn't in the beginning, i did and i always did. it's just that it's exceptional today.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of all the other courses like engineering, science, business, design environment, computing (NO OFFENCE TO THE PEOPLE IN THESE COURSES), do you guys study stuffs like these. like these stuff that won't help us much in life but it's just interesting? enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, geography lecture was about climate and the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing i still can remember how to draw my geometry of the earth and sun diagram in detail (: haha. i'm so proud of myself (:&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with ade, marcus and eunice (:&lt;br /&gt;they're a bunch of funny people. people came and went because they had lecture here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and guess who i saw today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i saw alywin oh after like so damn long! (:&lt;br /&gt;i think i haven't seen him in a month or something. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ade saw him downstairs and brought him upstairs to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;he sat down for a while and had to leave. haha. that's our mr arts/nus for you!&lt;br /&gt;headed home to rest cos i was damn sick today.&lt;br /&gt;i was sneezing before reaching school till my eyes were watery and red and my nose was as red as rudolph's and what not.&lt;br /&gt;my throat was croaking like a toad's as well. it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was complaining about the weather today, it suddenly dawned upon me that i shouldn't be complaining at all.&lt;br /&gt;in fact i should THANK GOD for sunshine (:&lt;br /&gt;at least in the heat, we can still go to the beach, we can still go out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;what about the people in alaska? i think about how much they would want the sunshine we have here.&lt;br /&gt;as i was drawing my geometry of the earth and sun, i realised that at certain times of the year, the north/south pole experiences 24 hours night and day.&lt;br /&gt;so i've learnt to APPRECIATE THE SUNSHINE IN SINGAPORE and STOP COMPLAINING ABOUT IT! (:&lt;br /&gt;we don't know how fortunate we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this that i think they're inspiring and they remind me of the little things that i was taught as a little child that i sometimes take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IQTUXL-513M/s1600-h/1_God+is+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117839628880590194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IQTUXL-513M/s200/1_God+is+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e0OU9iDzci0/s1600-h/12_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117839628880590210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e0OU9iDzci0/s200/12_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e0OU9iDzci0/s1600-h/12_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i watched a very heart wrenching short clip on youtube today and i started tearing cos i suddenly felt like i let my HeavenlyDaddy down because of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;though my actions don't show it, my thoughts of destroying His temple were there.&lt;br /&gt;it's evident in my life that i do sometimes take Him for granted.&lt;br /&gt;but THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN ANYMORE. i'm learning to appreciate everything created by His hands and my actions will show the pure love that comes from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i feel a lot happier now.&lt;br /&gt;i found my joy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwY4BujYNYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e0OU9iDzci0/s1600-h/12_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1997965601340669776?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1997965601340669776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1997965601340669776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1997965601340669776' title='an eye-opener.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RwYy_ujYNVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9nx4LIY8d5Y/s72-c/Photo0703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6982755511692414643</id><published>2007-10-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:53:52.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>today's one of the WORST days in my life.&lt;br /&gt;but thankyou ziwei, weijun, vanessa and huisin for being there for me during lunch and forcing me to eat despite my lack of appetite. (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ade for calling just to check on me (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou nigel for sitting at coffee club over muffins talking to me about life just to attempt to cheer me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou guoyao for offering a listening ear and telling me that i can always call you if i need a friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou elaine for checking on me and giving very good advice and listening to my sorrows. (:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou everyone who saw me at my weakest and told my friends to care more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really these little gestures that mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;though it didn't really bring my spirits very high, you'll see me in better shape through the days.&lt;br /&gt;i promise you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, my mid terms are SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, i spend the whole of yesterday meeting up with people whom i haven't seen since goodness knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;i met caroline, rachel, nigel and arael yesterday at the canteen (: yes they're my lovely pageant people! (:&lt;br /&gt;spent my 6 hours break talking to everyone in school while i waited for rachel to finish lessons at 6.&lt;br /&gt;good and bad and terrible stuff came out.&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner with the lovely rachel tann and wen jia yesternight at holland village after school.&lt;br /&gt;we ate like pigs. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;headed to another part of holland v to literally talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;they're laughing at me cos i can't be a nanny for arts pageant next year. bums.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i enjoyed my time thoroughly with them.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm definitely gonna meet up with them and have more heart to heart talks soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6982755511692414643?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6982755511692414643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6982755511692414643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6982755511692414643' title=':('/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-7473716367716674683</id><published>2007-10-03T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:39:59.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once bitten twice shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the pain i feel,&lt;br /&gt;everything i'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;only because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;because of this simple fact,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not leaving you, i'm not going anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-7473716367716674683?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7473716367716674683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/7473716367716674683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7473716367716674683' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-2650527234904901852</id><published>2007-10-01T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:13:34.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye economics!</title><content type='html'>i've dropped &lt;strong&gt;economics!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;farewell, you did me proud at the A levels but i just don't get you in the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the penalty for dropping:&lt;br /&gt;- a 'W' grade in our transcripts&lt;br /&gt;- paying of $1560 (excluding tax) back to the goverment! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;but why did i drop it, cos if i get an E or an F for this sem, i'll have to retake it next sem with 5 other modules! :(&lt;br /&gt;plus, even if i get an A for econs next sem, it'll just be a D grade.&lt;br /&gt;i understand nothing they talk about in class, my classmates are vocal and i'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents have offered to fork out that sum of money for me with no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going to pay them back.&lt;br /&gt;i'll shop less and maybe look for a job.&lt;br /&gt;babee's the sweetest ever! he's offered to work and pay of my "loan" just so i can focus of my studies (: but no dear, i'm going to pay it off with your moral support! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend&amp;amp;i are taking 4 modules now. she's dropped her political shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've concluded, i'm not fit for anything to do with mathematics. i should just stick to being a pure arts student. but for some reason, I'M PROUD TO BE ONE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you, come back soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-2650527234904901852?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2650527234904901852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/2650527234904901852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2650527234904901852' title='goodbye economics!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-4304399845834209229</id><published>2007-09-30T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T12:51:05.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fieldtrip in uni! (:</title><content type='html'>geographical fieldtrip with my bestest girlfriend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-ujYNUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DhnvoNBgC8w/s1600-h/Photo0660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115854958852846914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-ujYNUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DhnvoNBgC8w/s200/Photo0660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-OjYNSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/K2-dXMOPdjk/s1600-h/Photo0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115854950262912290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-OjYNSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/K2-dXMOPdjk/s200/Photo0663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-ejYNTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/k4p8byQShlQ/s1600-h/Photo0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, we had our geography fieldtrip! (:&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to the singapore river!&lt;br /&gt;to look at modernised architecture and how much cultural influence in has from the past.&lt;br /&gt;we looked at the sculptures and the shophouses and find "singaporeaness" in all of them.&lt;br /&gt;sounds boring to most of you.&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth the trip i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i got a geographical looking file and a pen from prof chang! (: yayness.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we headed to pitstop.&lt;br /&gt;it's like settlers - set up by an nus geog honours grad, business grad, computer engineering and somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;ade&amp;amp;eunice&amp;amp;marcus&amp;amp;hanjing&amp;amp;i went over to play ugly doll after the fieldtrip and to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i had the black pepper chicken chop! (: i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;played munchkins after that.&lt;br /&gt;hanjing is a killer! i was slowly but surely climbing up the ladder to level8 and then he killed me and i fell all the way to level one! thankgoodness i ended the game at level 4. i still wasn't the lowest! (:&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend&amp;amp;i went window shopping at marina square.&lt;br /&gt;neither of us found anything nice apart from the bangles at topshop.&lt;br /&gt;was there something wrong with us or the season?&lt;br /&gt;cos everything looks the same everywhere now :(&lt;br /&gt;but it's good, cos i'm broke. so there's nothing to tempt me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got tonnes of work due. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;economics mid terms - 5 oct&lt;br /&gt;geography project due - 15 oct&lt;br /&gt;singapore studies assignment due - 19 oct&lt;br /&gt;sociology mid terms - to be confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;southeast asia fieldtrip report - 7 nov&lt;br /&gt;southeast asia group/individual projects - 14 nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD FOR SOUTHEAST ASIA! (: it's the only thing due in november.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the semester to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babee's been gone for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-4304399845834209229?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4304399845834209229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/4304399845834209229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4304399845834209229' title='fieldtrip in uni! (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rv8q-ujYNUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DhnvoNBgC8w/s72-c/Photo0660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-9003147401834241050</id><published>2007-09-28T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:56:52.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my babee lies over the ocean&lt;br /&gt;my babee lies over the sea&lt;br /&gt;bring back my babee to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahling's gone with the army to thailand :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine&amp;amp;i are left boyfriendless for the next 3 weeks :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-9003147401834241050?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9003147401834241050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/9003147401834241050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#9003147401834241050' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1180630729444368057</id><published>2007-09-28T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:51:28.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latern carrying festival (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HAHA. that was a major change of plans from my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was my webcasted lectures day. i managed to clear 2 out of 3 of them. thankgoodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MID AUTUMN FESTIVAL! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after studying for a day, melissa&amp;amp;melanie (marc's sisters) decided to go downstairs to play with laterns. we managed to convince his dad&amp;amp;mum to go down together with us! (: YAY!&lt;br /&gt;i havent' played with lanterns for goodness knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;after strolling around the mountain next to his place for a pretty long time, we headed to the playground to play with candles, making sculptures and "architecture" out of wax. WE ARE GENIUSES.&lt;br /&gt;babee sent me home after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. met rebecca for geog surveys.&lt;br /&gt;went to popeyes for the fantabulous mash potatoes and the buttermilk biscuits with strawberry jam!&lt;br /&gt;dahling called while i was having lunch to throw some damn bad news on me.&lt;br /&gt;the horrid news: they are flying off from the military airbase so i can't send him off at the airport :(&lt;br /&gt;the sub-good news: he got to book out today and in the afternoon tomorrow. back to camp for him tonight.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, people these days are leading such a fast pace lifestyle that it's very difficult to get hold of them.&lt;br /&gt;a few interesting people i met.&lt;br /&gt;- a swedish businessman who was willing to spend all his time talking to us about singapore.&lt;br /&gt;- a (damn cool looking) japanese university professor who thinks that NUS students are smart and he's the only one who asked for my matric card as proof i'm not from a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;- a malaysian who speaks only chinese (so i had to converse using my pathetic chinese) and who had the impression that singaporeans are "proud and rude"&lt;br /&gt;hate to admit, but sometimes i couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;it was a damn slow moving day. we spent 5hours in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;babee came down to look for me at about 4 and helped us to survey some people (: THANKS DEAR!&lt;br /&gt;after the completion of our surveys the 3 of us headed to polar for teatime. haha.&lt;br /&gt;marc had the black pepper crab meat pie.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca had the white cheesy crab meat pie.&lt;br /&gt;i had the strawberry roll.&lt;br /&gt;becca left and we took the skytrain to terminal one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMOjYNPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/yaEz2DYGlUs/s1600-h/Photo0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115220772571854066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMOjYNPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/yaEz2DYGlUs/s200/Photo0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had my crystal jade my bread's ko lo bun on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;marc had popeyes for his late lunch! poor boy didnt' have lunch. (it's already 5pm then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry dear for pinching your food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marc bought buttermilk biscuits for my dearest mg girls (:&lt;br /&gt;he took a train with me from changi airport all the way down to sembawang to meet my friends just to go back to tampines to sleep at camp! (: DAMN SWEET LAH.&lt;br /&gt;headed to sembawang park for our picnic! (:&lt;br /&gt;sherilyn&amp;amp;ade got me and jess some ice-cream cake from island cremary as our birthday cakes.&lt;br /&gt;i love them to bits.&lt;br /&gt;had a feast made up of sushi, the popeye biscuits, sausages wrapped in bacon, chips, saltless french fries (thanks to sherry not liking salt) and the ice-cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;played loads of stupid games from the X and O game which i have no idea what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;all the primary school games that we used to play in mg.&lt;br /&gt;we played with lanterns as well (:&lt;br /&gt;the pretty lantern! (: while my retarded girlfriend was pretending to be a thousand year old spirit. such an idiot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;took a long ride home with my girlfriend after taking a million stupid photos with them (:&lt;br /&gt;i want to drop economics, she wants to drop political shit! :((( we're dying.&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of my night doing something for someone special! (:&lt;br /&gt;slept at 5am in the morning. goodness gracious me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 10am :(&lt;br /&gt;lazed around after my super big breakie (:&lt;br /&gt;met babee at cityhall mrt before travelling down to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;the daytime pasar malam there has the BEST mua chi i've ever eaten, one of the best tapioca cakes he's ever eaten, i had my cotton candy and coconut jelly! (:&lt;br /&gt;BIG BIG FEASTING!&lt;br /&gt;spent quality time with love playing computer games online.&lt;br /&gt;from some babysitter one all the way to text twist.&lt;br /&gt;i've never spent my entire day playing computer before. but i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;headed for dinner downstairs and took a stroll around the little mountain again (:&lt;br /&gt;I SIMPLY LOVE HEART TO HEART TALKS!&lt;br /&gt;his mummy sent me home before sending him back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMejYNQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oQdtyZ4WBX4/s1600-h/Photo0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115220776866821378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMejYNQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oQdtyZ4WBX4/s200/Photo0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMejYNRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FCnNa1RpQqE/s1600-h/Photo0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115220776866821394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMejYNRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FCnNa1RpQqE/s200/Photo0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye kiss for my eucalyptus babee. BYEBYE DEAR :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still upset that the army didn't let me send him off tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;plus, now i can't make breakfast for him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dahling, thankyou for putting in so much effort into us and spending so much time with me now because you know we'll be apart for 3 weeks. rest assured that i'll be here waiting for you when you return. i'll be standing there just waiting for you. i'll miss you. iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog again tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn tired now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1180630729444368057?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1180630729444368057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1180630729444368057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1180630729444368057' title='latern carrying festival (:'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvzqMOjYNPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/yaEz2DYGlUs/s72-c/Photo0651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6802467149765881405</id><published>2007-09-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:57:46.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long recap</title><content type='html'>recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was schooless on thursday cos it's an even week (:&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn late and met qianning at the bukit batok macs for some sociological views on socialization.&lt;br /&gt;i dont' make sense no?&lt;br /&gt;stayed around with her for about 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;she was doing her math while i was doing my soci yet at the same time, thinking of the pain she must be going through.&lt;br /&gt;i mean MATHEMATICS! the subject i swore never to touch again.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we left at around 8ish cos she needed to head home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i loitered around westmall very happily buying all sorts of food while waiting for babee to come down from tampines.&lt;br /&gt;all the glorious fooooood. i was a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;bought him some food as well. a lot of food actually!&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's about it, hung around and talked all sorts of rubbish (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late for school on friday so i just didnt' go to school.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ade. i know you missed me! :D&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home the entire day doing absolutely nothing related to schoolwork :(&lt;br /&gt;headed to bukit timah food centre with marc to feed the hungry tummies!&lt;br /&gt;we order each a serving of pasta which was absolutely lovely. not to mention that it only cost like $3.90 a serving.&lt;br /&gt;he had the mushroom in cream sauce, i had mine in tomato sauce (:&lt;br /&gt;ordered fried carrot cake. it was damn a lot. but a little overrated i must say.&lt;br /&gt;headed for dessert and had tangyuan (: i love the tangyuans there.&lt;br /&gt;brought him to the 24 hour clinic nearby to get an mc for army and headed to the confectionary nearby for a little muffin each.&lt;br /&gt;YES I'VE BEEN EATING A LOT SO DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME! (:&lt;br /&gt;headed to beauty world to enjoy the aircon and sit around the central area and decided to take loads of photos. haha. for no particular reason (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear my memory is failing me. saturday seems so vague.&lt;br /&gt;OHYES. study at changi airport for me.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to listen to my lectures then but the stupid changi airport wanted to charge me 6bucks to use the wireless for half an hour. that isnt' even like one lecture. boo.&lt;br /&gt;so i did my soci while babee scrolled through all my photos in my lappie.&lt;br /&gt;starting from sec4 till today. GOODNESS ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to adeline yeong: GIRLFRIEND! WE LOOKED DAMN KIDDY LAST TIME. WE'RE GROWING OLD :( IT'S DAMN FUNNY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rvfa7ejYNNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YYqgMNkLhMQ/s1600-h/PB220001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113796617251075282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rvfa7ejYNNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YYqgMNkLhMQ/s200/PB220001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the skytrain to terminal one for popeye's chicken!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i love the bread there. and the mash pototoes. and the chicken! (: everything.&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to the settler's at siglap.&lt;br /&gt;sorry dengzhi :( yes. we were late.&lt;br /&gt;both of us weren't the only ones late. yongjun&amp;amp;zhi&lt;br /&gt;played QUEST - damn funny game. i love that game.&lt;br /&gt;after that we played HALI GALI - dengzhi was the champion. i still think that the rule that only if the bell rings should it then we counted.&lt;br /&gt;last game was this game that involved casting magic on each other but it got boring after a while. haha. damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankyou eucalyptus babee for bringing me along (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was church day!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;i have sudden failed eyesight and sleepiness :(&lt;br /&gt;it's terrible. it's sucking the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, headed to church and had lunch with my girlfriend's family.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was her 4th uncle's birthday so we headed to raffles town club for lunch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were split into 2 tables.&lt;br /&gt;the adults table with ade's mum&amp;amp;dad and her 4th uncle&amp;amp;aunty.&lt;br /&gt;then there was us - shirlene, lembu, timothy, ade, christine and i.&lt;br /&gt;BUFFET! ate damn a lot of cakes and pastries. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;brought christine and shir to cut their hair at bukit batok where we waited like one and a half hours for the hairstylist to be free.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a great chat we had about life and relationships and whatnot!&lt;br /&gt;met marc after that and followed him to the library for a while.&lt;br /&gt;took a bus and went my own exploration. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ended up at westmall where i finally satisfied my craving for an pan man.&lt;br /&gt;had an impulsive idea to pierce a second ear hole on my right ear and bought 2 cds.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY CDS! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh! i met shihwen there. thanks girl for keeping me company while i looked through the whole stack of cds.&lt;br /&gt;took a train to woodlands to meet his family for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to his family for making them wait :(&lt;br /&gt;went to sembawang for this damn good nasi lemak (: i love the sambal chilli, the egg and the chicken! (: i'm a foodie and proud to be one!&lt;br /&gt;his family is damn funny. all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i make a very lousy girlfriend :( sorry babee. thankyou for being so understanding&amp;amp;patient (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! i had homemade nasi lemak for lunch made by my grandmama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my study session with love! (:&lt;br /&gt;and something happened and my quote of the day is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"my boyfriend abandoned me for pirates!"&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvfZW-jYNLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/X0Gg5INNmpw/s1600-h/Photo0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113794890674222258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvfZW-jYNLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/X0Gg5INNmpw/s200/Photo0650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes had had a geeky girlfriend today due to the sudden deteoriation of my eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's damn sweet lahh. he didn't have to waste time on his off day accompanying me while i studied but he did.&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally done with that awful chapter of socialization. it was killing my braincells.&lt;br /&gt;yayness. had singing session with marc.&lt;br /&gt;we sang all sorts of songs from my cd all the way to those old school songs which i absolutely adore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going through at least one of my lectures via webcast tonight after i'm done with geog discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a busy busy day.&lt;br /&gt;passport updating, chuck&amp;amp;larry and study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedneday&amp;amp;thursday is study date with qianning again together with interviews/survey for geog at changi airport.&lt;br /&gt;MAMBO with sherilyn, jessica and ade! i can't wait. i miss my loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahling flies off on friday with the army :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MID TERM BREAK IS HERE. IT JUST MEANS MIDTERMS ARE STARTING SOON :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE bullies my girlfriend ok? i bite/hit/whack/smack. no one makes her sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6802467149765881405?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6802467149765881405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6802467149765881405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6802467149765881405' title='a long recap'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Rvfa7ejYNNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/YYqgMNkLhMQ/s72-c/PB220001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-97664119594981737</id><published>2007-09-19T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:42:18.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday thankyous-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 19th birthday was a blast! (:&lt;br /&gt;i would like to thank the following people for making my day a very special one for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all names are in order of time)&lt;br /&gt;the advanced birthday wishes: jessie, wee &amp;amp; shihwen.&lt;br /&gt;the birthday wishes (via sms): marc, mong, shirlene, aunty jesslyn, mumtazah, ade, latifah, sherilyn, helmi, winston, rox, flor, mag, teckyen, terrence, milene, qianfu, dennis, kenneth, lembu, jess, ching, ryan, harrison, vanessa &amp;amp; farhan.&lt;br /&gt;the other birthday wishes (other modes): elaine, shawn, stephanie, eugene, samantha, alison, serene, joanna, tingkuang, pearlyn, edwin, nicky, sheldon, peter, dorcas, jacob, matthew, melissa &amp;amp; gabrielle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;adelele&lt;/strong&gt; for the party hat and the candles.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;aunty jesslyn&lt;/strong&gt; for the lunch treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;angmoh &lt;/strong&gt;for the dim sum treat.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt; for the mee sua, angbao and the dinner treat the night before.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;qianfu, anhong, toryuan, edna, kenneth and charissa&lt;/strong&gt; for coming down all the way to school just to spend an hour or so with me&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;mummy&amp;amp;daddy&lt;/strong&gt; for the flowers and teddy bear all the way from shanghai&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;char&lt;/strong&gt; for the t-shirt &amp;amp;the chocolate brownie with ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;shirlene&lt;/strong&gt; for the mr potato head halloween edition.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;bright &lt;/strong&gt;for the card-like thingy.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;mong &lt;/strong&gt;for the handmade birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;marc babee&lt;/strong&gt; for the 2 pairs of slippers, the riceballs, big big balloons, the dinner treat, the watch and the birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou &lt;strong&gt;melissa&lt;/strong&gt; for troubling yourself with the balloons (i know they were big!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who've i've forgotten to thank and you know you played a significant role in making my day yesterday, please let me know.. i'll &lt;strong&gt;BOLD&lt;/strong&gt; your name and make it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extra large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; so that the whole world will know what a wonderful friend you are, and what a lousy one i am :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'm a very happy, blessed &amp;amp; lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvHdwDx9M9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qM_vNFEWn-8/s1600-h/collage24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112110869760521170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvHdwDx9M9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qM_vNFEWn-8/s320/collage24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL MY SEPTEMBER LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;17th - happy birthday, jessie!&lt;br /&gt;18th - happy birthday, aunty jesslyn!&lt;br /&gt;19th - happy birthday jo!&lt;br /&gt;20th - happy birthday jolene!&lt;br /&gt;21st - happy birthday jessica!&lt;br /&gt;23rd - happy birthday ian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-97664119594981737?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/97664119594981737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/97664119594981737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#97664119594981737' title='birthday thankyous-'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RvHdwDx9M9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qM_vNFEWn-8/s72-c/collage24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-6013896884667896017</id><published>2007-09-17T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T15:57:37.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:  ----&gt;  :D</title><content type='html'>met marc before heading down to meet my class.&lt;br /&gt;went to novena to get him a new bible, some christian storybooks and his faraway tree! haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to heeren and reached there like super early cos everyone else was late :(&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to amuse ourselves by taking neoprints!&lt;br /&gt;(goodness me, don't really remember the last time i took them)&lt;br /&gt;they turned out very cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;got ade's phone call and i went to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;mini class gathering at vil'age at heeren! (:&lt;br /&gt;ade had banana caramel waffle, mushroom soup and potatoe wedges.&lt;br /&gt;angmoh&amp;amp;eugene had the seafood and cheese crepe and a pizza to share.&lt;br /&gt;clement&amp;amp; helmi each had their baked rice.&lt;br /&gt;liyi had the potato rosti and sausage.&lt;br /&gt;i had the black pepper chicken, mushroom and cheese crepe!&lt;br /&gt;ade and i started taking random photos together cos the guys just kept going on about army life! haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long and they still havent' given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/d4zGbwk97wY/s1600-h/shhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111037407770588770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/d4zGbwk97wY/s200/shhhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we ate till our tummies almost burst, we headed to starbucks to chit chat and chill.&lt;br /&gt;ade&amp;amp;gene disappeared to goodness knows where.&lt;br /&gt;angmoh&amp;amp;helmi&amp;amp;i decided to go to taka to draw money while clement and liyi went to get something from wisma. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I HAVE THE SWEETEST FRIENDS ALIVE! (:&lt;br /&gt;they bought 4 slices of cake for me and put them together with a candle on top as my birthday cake! (:&lt;br /&gt;i love the cake even though i kinda got sick of chocolate after that cos to begin with, i was already damn full from eating the whole crepe.&lt;br /&gt;and they tried to make me eat at least half of the 4 slices (from the back so it's bigger) before they would start eating :(&lt;br /&gt;(from top to bottom: pure chocolate cake, chocolate truffle cake, oreo cheesecake and some cake with an oreo base, dark, milk and white chocolate mousse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wMjakrpSR80/s1600-h/Photo0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111036548777129474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wMjakrpSR80/s200/Photo0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tZWZUXUh_qI/s1600-h/a07+outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111037407770588754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tZWZUXUh_qI/s200/a07+outing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. in order for some guy to agree to help us take the group photo, we had to fill in some survey/game sheet which they were playing. so ohwells, we did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my cousin's wedding reception lunch thing.&lt;br /&gt;haha. apparently, he's been married even before chinese new year but he didn't want to have a big event but his mummy wanted him to.&lt;br /&gt;thus, the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;it was at carousel at the royal plaza hotel on scotts.&lt;br /&gt;the international buffet was HEAVENLY! (:&lt;br /&gt;colin and i went around eating more of less the same food.&lt;br /&gt;first we started off with the fresh seafood, followed by the japanese, then the western, the fusion, the chinese and the pastries.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i was wearing those big flowy dresses yesterday! haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed straight for the desserts after that (:&lt;br /&gt;the bread pudding was the best. i also had the nonya kuehs, the chocolate fondue, the peach crumble, a while array of cakes (mango, strawberry, chocolate) and those mousses in the shotglasses! (: YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqmPmNjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tB_IucVYBk4/s1600-h/Photo0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111036553072096818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqmPmNjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tB_IucVYBk4/s200/Photo0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Ix7szGlUgVc/s1600-h/Photo0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111037407770588738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Ix7szGlUgVc/s200/Photo0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNiI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eHOMWmyiswU/s1600-h/Photo0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111036548777129506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNiI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eHOMWmyiswU/s200/Photo0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNhI/AAAAAAAAAUA/i28KaaVe4xM/s1600-h/Photo0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111036548777129490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4MqWPmNhI/AAAAAAAAAUA/i28KaaVe4xM/s200/Photo0578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very amused at the glasses. and the utensil holder in which they place our utensils on!&lt;br /&gt;it's damn adorable.&lt;br /&gt;and because we were arranged to seat according to the generations, there was a table full of babies! it looked like some cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;after eating ourselves full till for like 2 and a half hours, colin and i decided to leave and walk over to cine to say pop by suki sushi to say hello (:&lt;br /&gt;after which, we headed to plaza sing to look for his friends and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i saw 2 bags which i intend to buy to replace my dying ones (: yayness.&lt;br /&gt;i found a pair of jeans which i'm going to invest in soon after my next allowance comes in! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;marc came over to look for us after that (:&lt;br /&gt;walked around abit before going to catch &lt;strong&gt;arctic tale. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a show i would definitely want to watch but obviously would find it difficult to find people to watch with me.&lt;br /&gt;but i found my companion! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4t7GPmNnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8URpZlNTMdc/s1600-h/arctic+tale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111073120423655026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4t7GPmNnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8URpZlNTMdc/s200/arctic+tale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4t7WPmNoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/6Iq2SPEAzmw/s1600-h/arctic+tale+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111073124718622338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4t7WPmNoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/6Iq2SPEAzmw/s200/arctic+tale+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the show! (:&lt;br /&gt;a very touching show i must say.&lt;br /&gt;and queen latifah is a genius in the way she narrates the stories.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that kept popping into my mind through the whole movie was that how cruel the human race actually is.&lt;br /&gt;for the convenience of OUR world, we sacrifice THEIRS.&lt;br /&gt;i love national geographic. they come out with the best movies with a whole lot of meaning to it! (:&lt;br /&gt;i especially like the finally part of the movie when they highlighted the word IF. (:&lt;br /&gt;walked around daiso after the movie. haha. for grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;headed to m)phosis and found 2 pair of slippers that i adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankyou eucaplytus babee for the slippers! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to carrefour to get a bottle of milk and headed to kfc for dinner! (:&lt;br /&gt;i havent' eaten there since goodness knows how long ago.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the area before heading home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still sick. but i'm surviving very well now (:&lt;br /&gt;study time. COMPLETING MY CULTURE AND SOCIALIZATION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-6013896884667896017?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6013896884667896017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/6013896884667896017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6013896884667896017' title='(:  ----&gt;  :D'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/Ru4NcWPmNmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/d4zGbwk97wY/s72-c/shhhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391008.post-1200859357984419329</id><published>2007-09-15T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:59:56.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna be lazy no more</title><content type='html'>i've decided to stop procrastinating and i finally picked up my study material on thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to school yesterday cos i was really severely under the weather so i decided to rest at home by sleeping through the night without any alarm.&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold, i felt a lot better in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;waking up to this message from tim the angmoh.&lt;br /&gt;"oh no fatbird! i heard you're sick? you feeling better?"&lt;br /&gt;YES I AM! and he salvaged himself by showing some concern.&lt;br /&gt;after my very nutritious breakfast, i headed down for my hairtrim.&lt;br /&gt;decided to pamper my hair as well cos i've been treating it really badly by not sleeping well the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfsI/AAAAAAAAATI/M7sqXpTqcVg/s1600-h/Photo0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110287467770642114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfsI/AAAAAAAAATI/M7sqXpTqcVg/s200/Photo0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfrI/AAAAAAAAATA/krwlGFVXO0o/s1600-h/Photo0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110287467770642098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfrI/AAAAAAAAATA/krwlGFVXO0o/s200/Photo0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't all lazy when i was doing that alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;i brought along my story book. yes the southeast asian course pack is just like a storybook.&lt;br /&gt;all the interesting rituals and cultures of the southeast asian traditional people.&lt;br /&gt;the significance of rice, the durian and the jackfruit (:&lt;br /&gt;so i've declared this course pack to be my travel buddy whenever i'm travelling to wherever.&lt;br /&gt;met angmoh for lunch at mayim dim sum! (:&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen him since forever and he was wearing his ocs book out uniform carrying his huge luggage full of dirty (presumably damn smelly) outfield clothes with his helmet inside.&lt;br /&gt;we order damn a lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;the char siew ko lo buns, with chee cheong fun with prawn, ha gaos, fried pancakes with red bean, wanton mee, mango&amp;amp;sago pudding, deep fried beancurd with prawns etc.&lt;br /&gt;(excuse the lousy chinese pinyin - i admit i'm monolingual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Za0_lhbq2Y8/s1600-h/Photo0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110287467770642082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Za0_lhbq2Y8/s200/Photo0553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjX2CZfpI/AAAAAAAAASw/MU--_TS6-x8/s1600-h/Photo0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110287463475674770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjX2CZfpI/AAAAAAAAASw/MU--_TS6-x8/s200/Photo0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to the macs near by and settle down alone (such discipline!)&lt;br /&gt;decided to catch up on my sociology.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i wanted to finish up my "culture" and "socialisation" but i realised that culture was such an enormous topic on its own, it was impossible.&lt;br /&gt;i sat down there very dilligently writing my notes for 4-5hours with my emo songs to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;qianning joined me at the 2 hours mark and she was studying her chemistry for A levels.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i'm an arts student (:&lt;br /&gt;when my brain decided to reach its saturation point, i decided to pack up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;took a train from bukit batok to tampines!&lt;br /&gt;i was people watching. observing people and (sadly) looking at them and studying them from a sociological point of view.&lt;br /&gt;why do people behave the way the do now? what's changed since a few decades ago etc.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. yes i'm crazy. no more soci for me in a while.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buck up on my economics :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class dinner tonight! (: i can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391008-1200859357984419329?l=chocolatelove-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1200859357984419329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391008/posts/default/1200859357984419329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatelove-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1200859357984419329' title='i don&apos;t wanna be lazy no more'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/SRgkus5Y_rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/GtAhFuXmZLM/S220/DSC03513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmpYysr1QB8/RutjYGCZfsI/AAAAAAAAATI/M7sqXpTqcVg/s72-c/Photo0551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
