<?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-6947201902875683181</id><updated>2011-08-02T05:51:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6610044129171954693</id><published>2009-11-28T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:40:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My classmate ask me to come update my blog. So here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too busy with my school works, projects all stacking up. But now, gonna holiday soon, so its deadline coming very soon. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. thats all for now, gonna do my komyoji temple:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-6610044129171954693?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6610044129171954693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6610044129171954693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6610044129171954693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6610044129171954693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-classmate-ask-me-to-come-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-876490274964392462</id><published>2009-10-31T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:05:30.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I want someone to fall in love with the way I laugh and with my smile. I want someone to listen to the ramblings of my inner child. Someone who touches my face and brushes the hair from my eyes. I want someone who loves me or at least holds me like they do. But I only want that if it’s with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish, you know whats going on with me. How i wish, we wont be strangers when we see each other. How i wish, you still think about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-876490274964392462?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/876490274964392462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=876490274964392462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/876490274964392462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/876490274964392462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-someone-to-fall-in-love-with-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2020788875864028686</id><published>2009-10-22T05:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T05:26:10.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww. Guess what! I'm blogging at 5:19am because i was doing my homework, and i'm taking a break now. So freaking sad to draw humans again. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, new sem, new look. I have cut away my ponytail and dyed. :D:D Classmates all shocked when they first saw me. Collegues keep saying, 'OMG' non-stop. while girlfriends, i think they will get use to it ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah seems very pissed off that he don't want to have any comment about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aghhh, hopefully i won't regret ah. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;i hate mass lecture. &lt;a href="mailto:!@##$@#%"&gt;!@##$@#%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gems later at 8 am. I shall continue with human drawing. awww, just when i thought i'm not gonna touch proportion again. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2020788875864028686?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2020788875864028686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2020788875864028686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2020788875864028686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2020788875864028686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2366479337158803837</id><published>2009-10-17T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:19:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck! somebody teach me how to resize photo please...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2366479337158803837?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2366479337158803837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2366479337158803837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2366479337158803837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2366479337158803837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-somebody-teach-me-how-to-resize.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3776036076164813313</id><published>2009-10-17T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:02:54.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New post today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work at CCK BHG. Yeah! I don't need to see those idiotic securtiy guard anymore! but i'm sure i will miss my colleague. they were really nice people. :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i love telling Aaron, "Dont miss me, i know you will. :)" Hahas! and he will give me that "i know you will miss us more" face. ahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sister is so nice to come and have dinner with me, and wait for me till i ends work and go home together. she is such a nice sister~ ahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing yesterday with classmates. Though 7 people went only, but hope everyone enjoys it. Though its a very last minute thing, but i guess it quite successful ahh. At least, we didn't short of drinks and food, games and whatsoever. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i realise we really have a lot to chat about. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; really gotta thanks gene for helping me along the way. getting food and stuff, calling people up to attend this outing. thinking about how to solve the problem of not many people going. really thanks for helping me out gene. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with gfs on monday. Went to have dinner together with Evia. Its kind of cool whereby the three of us, PeiYi, YunRu and I know Evia at different stages. ahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really feel guilty and sad for pangseh-ing syaifullah at the very last minute. he is so depressed and desperate to find someone going out with him for his hari raya thingy. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i promise i will go with him, yet, because of that stupid GEMS, i have to disappoint him.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry syai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going malaysia in the 6 hours time. I'm so excited! Because i'm gonna cut my hair! ahahaa, hopefully short hair suits me. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; pray hard that the stylist cut a nice hair cut for me. else i think i will just tell him, "just trim it can already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha~ people, don't be shocked if you see me in short hair in next sem. I really think about it for very very long already. Hopefully i won't regret. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace advance birthday celebration was awesome! i think our surprise really surprise her. ahahaha~ &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm very happy that they invited me for this celebration, because somehow, i'm not that really close with them you see. but they invite me! thanks everyone, for giving me this opportunity. thanks.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai, i just realise i haven pack my bag. think tonight not gonna sleep already~ hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; stupid poly, take away my deepavali holiday. damn sad, monday starting school. agh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3776036076164813313?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3776036076164813313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3776036076164813313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3776036076164813313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3776036076164813313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3724800531171509746</id><published>2009-10-13T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:16:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I loved you. And here’s a news flash: you protected me from nothing. I spent time missing you, wondering what the hell I did wrong to make you do that to me. I thought everything was my fault. And even when I got over that, I still knew what I’d lost: you. You were the one who made me laugh when I had a crappy day. You were the one I vented to when I was mad, the one I shared all the good stuff with. You always knew when I was full of crap, and you always called me on it. You were smart, you were funny, you were good-looking. You were mine. And then, suddenly, you weren’t. I knew every day exactly what I’d lost, and I missed you every day. That’s the big favor you did for me. Thanks so much. Here’s the kicker… you weren’t even protecting me. You were protecting yourself. If you’d given half a thought to me, you wouldn’t have said goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Peiyi tumblr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its true that i haven got over you. Its true that i still thinking about you each day. Its true that i still missing you every single seconds. Its true that i still love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying hard to forget about you. I'm trying hard to forget who you are to me. I'm trying hard to convice myself that you had leave my heart. Still, you are the only one i want to keep inside my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried, when i read that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3724800531171509746?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3724800531171509746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3724800531171509746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3724800531171509746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3724800531171509746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-loved-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7522614262972159570</id><published>2009-10-12T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:11:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, just wanna rant something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, its hard to accept the facts that your effort aint appreciated. your effort is not paid off. is like, you did something for people, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thought you will get some reward, but the people just wonder why you want that reward for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really.. -nocomment-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot people are telling me, 'you are really stupid to help them seriously'. am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7522614262972159570?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7522614262972159570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7522614262972159570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7522614262972159570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7522614262972159570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-well-just-wanna-rant-something-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-8970741432236087292</id><published>2009-10-08T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:39:09.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a sudden feel of tying something here. You know, internet is so bloody bored.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; this week is like finally a week i stayed at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previous week, is either dating with girlfriends, classmates, or chalet. Unlikely to see me staying at home the whole day. but somehow, i didn't rot this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but facing the lappy really turns me off. is like, there isn't any web for me to go. i was so bored till i went to play the games in facebook. all the playfish games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then realise my house got a ps3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww~ i wanna watch movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; hate that syaifullah. i bet he lost his phone again. cant reach him. i cant go merlion park tml! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a sudden urge of saying, i'm alone. awww:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edited-&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is scary. syaifullah just replied my sms after i type this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-8970741432236087292?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8970741432236087292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=8970741432236087292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8970741432236087292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8970741432236087292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-just-sudden-feel-of-tying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1648369414480905962</id><published>2009-09-29T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:58:00.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from my class chalet! Its cool i tell you. I didn't sleep for that whole night. Till morning, i'm really tired and like dead already. I wonder why louis still can be so high. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Alvin and went to meet the rest of the classmates at cityhall for breakfast/lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't know where to eat, and we stopped at macdonald.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to pasir ris at 1:30 and reached there at 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lepak at Kopitiam and leave at 2:45.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realise we walk the wrong way from the bus-interchange and we have to change our route.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reached Aranda Country Club and check in to the room at 3pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slack and basically doing nothing till Obama and Syaifullah comes .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play UNO and UNO snap till we are being so racist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BBQ at 6 and the food ain't enough. but i think we still left a lot of food. -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back to the room again and wait for the mahjong set to come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally it comes at 10pm, and i sat there and play till 3 am. 5hours straight without standing up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates say i got good luck. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurul, Fiq, Syaifullah, Farah, Wen Ling leave halfway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rest of the classmates stayed in the room and played indian poker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;True or Dare after that i think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ella's birthday celebration at 3am when she reached the chalet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates' chat at 3 am plus, Ella is drunk and get so high that she kept shouting as though she is talking. HAHA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghost stories at 5am in the morning! 14 people squeezing on a 2 single bed. Funny though. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check out at 8:30am and reached home at exactly 10:30am. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So basically this it is. I missing my classmates now. Especially all the laughter that we shared. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Claudius suggested having a chalet every week. HAHA! Outing soon classmates! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My every first time not sleeping in the chalet. I'm so dead that i slept all the way from Pasir Ris to Jurong East. Cool or what? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh! and i really want to say this. Thomas just started playing mahjong only yesterday. Learning how to play. But i don't know why, when he is playing mahjong, he seems like having sex or something. He will say, 'just a little bit more.' 'omg! climax already.' '*touching his chest* cant take it already.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA! I can't stop laughing when playing the mahjong lah. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we continue playing at 6plus am, and thomas is so damn high! *Sorry Thomas!* =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Classmates! Plan an outing soon before school starts okay? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1648369414480905962?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1648369414480905962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1648369414480905962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1648369414480905962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1648369414480905962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/yawn-i-just-came-back-from-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1604837970130107069</id><published>2009-09-21T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:26:02.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww... i'm very sad now, because email doesn't allow me to upload 50 pictures at one go anymore. feeling like crying now. i've been owning my friends damn lots of pictures for ages already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girlfriends! You have to understand my situation, hotmail don't like me anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with 2girlfriends on monday is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHIOK&lt;/span&gt;. Just that, i think, we've spent too much on eating. OPPS! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i spent 3digit on shopping for clothes etc. *heart pain* :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, wednesday, xinya's birthday celebration at the chervon. its a chalet. she invited a lot people, including her relative. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i seriously regret taking photos without thinking, because i've to spend many many seconds to upload 600 pictures. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was taking photo during the "celebration", yawen tell me this, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophia, relax can? i stand beside you very scare and nervous lehs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Mainly because, i snap the pictures just like shooting using a machine gun. very fast. thanks to dslr. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told girlfriends not to sleep, we've to spend the whole night playing. in the end, we sat on the sofa, watching twilight, (just nice yunru to return me the DVD) and soon later, all have gone to their dream land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember peiyi and yunru waking me up at 5 am plus, because they wanna go home already, and ask if i wanna go back home too. but i was too engrossed in my dream land, that i didn't give them any reply, only look at them and went back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only realise they really gone when i'm fully woke up at 8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked that yawen and i fall asleep again in the living when the room only left yawen and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home at 12 plus and sleep again till evening when i step into my house. opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nihon mura buffet with 2girlfriends! i can't breathe already when i finish the food on the table. Yunru still can eat, but she like hiding her skills that day. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working ahhh.. Is still the same. I feel so sad that none of my friends ever come and see me when i'm working. i feel so so so sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunru ahhh.. better, at least came and see me for awhile. just nice only that she need to go cck. hahas, and so coincidence that she get the chance to meet her childhood friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone come and have dinner with me please....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; relative came to singapore on sunday! sad thing is i have to work that day. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they going for sakura buffet! omg, i can't go with them. :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 2nd uncle house today, to pray my grandfather. some sort of a small family gathering too. hahas, and i really love the time where all cousins stay in one room and talk and laugh at each other. its really very fun ahh. now, i can't wait till my grandmum's birthday celebration. i miss my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner, and some relative are back to malaysia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping again with 2 girlfriends on wednesday! Gonna prepare hundreds plus bucks again. *piang~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chalet chalet chalet~ i can't wait to see my classmates again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1604837970130107069?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1604837970130107069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1604837970130107069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1604837970130107069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1604837970130107069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/awww_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-824802206749872158</id><published>2009-09-21T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:36:42.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;in a relationship, when i put in 90% effort, i expect you to put in 90% effort too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;likewise, if i put in 10% effort, i expect you to put in 10% effort only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;people always say, find a man who loves you more than you love the man. but it just don't make sense to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it takes 2 hands to clap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the amount i give, i expect the same amount in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;boy, i hope you truely understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-824802206749872158?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/824802206749872158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=824802206749872158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/824802206749872158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/824802206749872158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-relationship-when-i-put-in-90-effort.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1739936071052779924</id><published>2009-09-14T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:47:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahhh! I'm so tired!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days didn't use laptop, and i got a feeling of being out casted by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days of work aint a joke. standing for almost 10 hours each days. both my leg really cannot straighten already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, working at bhg this week is much better. at least the supervisor there didn't give me hell again. if she does, i going give her hell too. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%%"&gt;!@#$%%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, promoters there are nice to get along with:) and bingo is the game we will play when there is no customer. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090909, nice digit right? yeah, i know. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gfs had bbq on that day! hahas, seriously, gfs didn't plan it too. just nice everyone are free that day. hahas! yeahs, nice memories marked. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos ahh.. facebook kays? you know he know she know i know, i'm a lazy person. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;syaifullah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my house is always available ahh. if wanna come, just drop me a message or a call. and you can come with nurul and alvin or whoever! hahas. play snap, and smell the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; seriously ah, i don't know why syaifullah love my room's air-con so much. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thats all i suppose. gonna catch some sleep, else girlfriends will see a panda tomorrow instead of sophia! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping tomorrow!~&lt;/span&gt; WEEEEE~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1739936071052779924?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1739936071052779924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1739936071052779924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1739936071052779924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1739936071052779924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/ahhh-im-so-tired-4-days-didnt-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-9082349358801638560</id><published>2009-09-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:30:26.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww.. i just flip through my report book. and i miss adrian so so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, he is the one who gave me the motivation to do well in my 'O' levels. I doubt i will score without him, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm seriously proud to say that i got C5 for my core geography in 'O' levels. Because, for the past 2 years, i never pass it before. Always a F9, even till prelims, its still a D7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim, you should really glad that i did study for my geography. I know he is happy for me too deep inside his heart. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss adrian. too bad he had gone to somewhere else for better future. awww.. Hopefully i still get to see him soon... :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who is adrian? Ask girlfriends, they know who is he. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i realised i'm very random nowadays, with very random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to army open house with Hidayat on monday! It is really a cool experience for me, seeing so many guys.... Sophia ah sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas! It cool to hold the machine guns too. Killing some 'enemy' by shooting at the screen. Just like playing computer games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i seriously had forgotten that the time meeting gene they all had changed from 2 to 1. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; eventually, i was late. Sorry Gene and Alvin for waiting for so long.. awww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, first time experience shopping with 4 guys. Its kind of weird seriously. but its still nice having them to shop with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow having bbq with girlfriends! Hopefully i can make it there ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i shall go catch some sleep now. :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-9082349358801638560?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/9082349358801638560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=9082349358801638560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/9082349358801638560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/9082349358801638560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1256545946036236072</id><published>2009-09-07T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:00:17.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh!!! i really hate BHG!! stupid shopping mall! **** **** ****!!! ahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it man. I wore jeans for the past 3 days, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; no problem. today that stupid supervisor came and say me for wearing jeans. tsk! even if they told me on the first day, i also don't have the time to go and get one black pants. no brains seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; ah, BHG security guard right, get salary for nothing. they will only catch the promoters rather than catching the customer. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they can still slack inside the storeroom. **** sia. hire for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if like that ahh, i rather work as a security guard than working as a promoter. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need shopping badly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1256545946036236072?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1256545946036236072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1256545946036236072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1256545946036236072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1256545946036236072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/ahhhh-i-really-hate-bhg-stupid-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1971393987485167054</id><published>2009-09-05T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:52:33.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Come find me at CCK, BHG level 2. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. I seriously need some entertainment, else i can really become stone, no joke. :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Peiyi wrote ahh.. I rather work at fair than in shopping mall. You know why? Because shopping mall, you have to obey all their stupid rules. Like, seriously, WTH. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; there is no one you can talk to. Because all are busy with their counter too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner anyone? At CCK, 6pm. :D Fri, Sat and Sun. :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1971393987485167054?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1971393987485167054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1971393987485167054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1971393987485167054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1971393987485167054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-find-me-at-cck-bhg-level-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3455634414600763717</id><published>2009-09-04T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:09:21.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man, this is so bloody hell. Working at BHG later. I guess i gonna stare at that security guard again. Seriously, i'm gonna quit immediately if he gonna say me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more SP shirts! (Sufers paradise ah.. Not singapore poly).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3455634414600763717?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3455634414600763717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3455634414600763717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3455634414600763717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3455634414600763717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-man-this-is-so-bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2350142086509944798</id><published>2009-09-03T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:51:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate yawen. you know why? because she don't blog. :( still the reason to kill herself. i think i need find reasons to kill her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; once people had said this to me. Don't hate a person, because when you hate someone, it just shows that you care about that someone too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawen, see, i care about you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to let go, i hope i am able to do it.... Time heals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2350142086509944798?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2350142086509944798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2350142086509944798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2350142086509944798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2350142086509944798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-yawen.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-4043229747690310380</id><published>2009-09-03T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:35:35.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why. but everytime i read girlfriend's blog, writing about our past. my heart will be damn pain. is like a sudden pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends, i still miss you guys. though we just met not long ago. Time spend with you guys just so not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, do treasure your life in secondary school, because you will never get back to the same place with the same people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss our daily meal, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;laska with green tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-4043229747690310380?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4043229747690310380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=4043229747690310380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4043229747690310380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4043229747690310380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3501416418167798229</id><published>2009-09-02T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:06:37.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man! I am so bloody bored at home seriously. Blog hopping just not enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was blog hopping around and i clicked on Khairi's blog. Its kind of interesting reading his blog. Seriously, especially some funny stuff he note down during our school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. I miss my class. t1444. Weird number right, that was what i thought at the very beginning when i know my class is gonna be there. But as time pass, things get really good. Classmates are really nice to be with. Jokes just never end with them around. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; t1444 is really a good place. You know why? Because there for 3 nice foodcourts around them. Unlike t5 or t4, whereby they only have foodcourt 1 and 2 nearby. :( Sadded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah wrote messages for class 59 and 60. Seriously, it touches my heart. For so much things i have did for him. Hahas! Cookies, yeahs, i bet he will miss my cookies. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; People accompany him for vending soyamilk. :) Syaifullah, i promise i will drop by your studio to pass you subway cookies. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days not with my classmates, it just not me. Awww.. I miss school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i'm a person who dislike holiday. Seriously, because holiday means lesser chance to see my classmates and teachers and the classroom. What i like about holiday is that i can sleep more. But whats the use? Staying at home for the whole day ahh.. I can really become a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend's chalet is cancelled, since money is the problem for most of us. Sadded. Well, small gathering is still better than nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i went to read jinghui's blog. The story about somebody. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i feel so like, out?? You know, that somebody told me a different story. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when i read about jinghui's blog, somehow, i feel like... what is that somebody trying to do man? I feel so.... Outta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog. You know why? Because i got nothing to do. :( Sadded. I wonder why my life have become so lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so bored that i played games with myself. Snap, Old maid, Jenga, Poker. tsktsktsk! i think i going mad very soon.... Soon ah soon. i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is abit random i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, changed a blogskin. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; this bloody blogskin ah, the code is damn complicated! Yunru! HELP ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3501416418167798229?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3501416418167798229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3501416418167798229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3501416418167798229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3501416418167798229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-man-i-am-so-bloody-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1725521180406717935</id><published>2009-08-29T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:19:13.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsk! i suddenly miss my classmates so so so much! Especially some people ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; ahh.. like only the last 2 days ah, i then get close with people from class60! Tsk! miss out so much fun with them can. I just realise that they are really nice people. Really fun to joke with seriously. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come sememster 1 end so fast? I miss t1444, eating outside the studio during lunch with the girls. buying cookies for buddy, and going toilet with wen ling! tsktsktsk! I MISS THEM SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm so gonna blog again soon, when i change my blogskins. Seriously hate navigation nao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1725521180406717935?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1725521180406717935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1725521180406717935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1725521180406717935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1725521180406717935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/08/tsk-i-suddenly-miss-my-classmates-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-827202851924837417</id><published>2009-08-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:56:57.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh! I hate facebook! I just don't know why i can't load the pages. It been like months since i change my profile. Eyyy!!! I know facebook don't like me. Thats why. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! One more assignment and thats it for sememster 1! Yeahh! Sad thing is i'm gonna say goodbye to my classmates. Seriously gonna miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched where got ghost with Girlfriend Yunru and Peiyi last friday. A pity that Yawen and Siok can't join us. Luckily the movie didn't give me nightmare, else i will blame ruru for taking away my cardigan! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bugis after school today with my group of girl classmates. Hahas, first time shopping with them, and its kind of fun! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they really very nice people, because they were so shag, and yet accompany me to get my blazer. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yup, don't wanna waste this trip, hence i bought one blazer for myself. What a finally! Hopefully this blazer gonna stay with me for long. Hopefully. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of design having an exhibition on this Wednesday to Friday. Anyone interested? Sms me for details! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win in this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever blame others just to let you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Stop blaming others when you don't even know what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Start to think of what you have done that make you come to this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate someone, because when you hate someone, its just showing that you care for that person way too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-827202851924837417?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/827202851924837417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=827202851924837417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/827202851924837417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/827202851924837417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhhh-i-hate-facebook-i-just-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7179896422373063722</id><published>2009-08-22T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:29:33.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho! I'm so happy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received Iain email that my Plushie i did for my assignment, is the finalist of the Most Lovable Plushie! Hahas!!! I'm so happy can. But i'm very sad because Syaifullah's plushie also in the finalish. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, status wise, I'm SINGLE! HAHA!. You know, i seriously very happy, because through this relationship, i realize how important my family and friends are to me. Seriously, they are there for me to enlighten me. Especially Jonathan, still, he is the only one who truely understand how i feel, and care for me. Thanks Jonathan! :D:D I love my mummy too.. hehes.. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He don't worth my tears and love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like on holiday! Because i don't need to go school for lesson anymore! Just like other poly students who stay at home and study for their exams. As for design students, we just need to hand in our assignment to the main office and we can go home! :D:D How good it is to be a design student! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more assignment to hand up. Jia you Sophia! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party next week, i'm excited! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm waiting for many events coming up! Class Chalet, Girlfriends Chalet, YaWen's sis bdae Chalet, Dinner, Trips, Concert! But i need money!!!! Any lobangs???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i feel like cutting short hair. Really short. Any suggestion? 0.o I know Syaifullah will be the first to say NO. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Syaifullah, you better treat me something good before leaving. Else i will hunt you in your studio next semester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7179896422373063722?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7179896422373063722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7179896422373063722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7179896422373063722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7179896422373063722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/08/hohoho-im-so-happy-now-i-just-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3223433931775761936</id><published>2009-07-31T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:55:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here to blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things had happened to me. I feel like collapsing now. Too much things to handle, too much things to think. I seriously need some break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i say, more assignment coming up. I feel so stress. Tesselation done. Coming up next for FDS is a 3-D model. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt; Have to do our tesselation as a 3-D model now. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAS is another headache. Now Sook Fong is nagging us about our sketch book. So many things to do! T.T Nevermind! 3 more weeks and that it! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing so easily nowadays. I can be happy and pissed off just in 1 seconds. So don't try to pissed me off please. Because i'm not someone who is nice to joke with. At times. Yeah at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah is like a small boy. Once he got some cookies from me, he can be extremely happy for the entire day. Okay, maybe not entire, but just for that moment. I'm so touched by his previous post in his blog. Luckily he got blog about me, telling everyone how good i treated him. Hahas! Else i gonna ask the keropok aunty to find him when he is alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! Classmates all were so into about the keropok aunty. It is like a malay ghost story. I don't know if it true or not. But i just better be careful. Want to know the story of keropok aunty? Go, &lt;a href="www.hollow-definition.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I'm so excited about tomorrow. Hopefully it will be a successful one. Girlfriends planning to go hort park for photo taking in the morning and fireworks in the evening. Just wish everyone can go, but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I went to girlfriend's blog, i seriously gonna cry. Girlfriend's post is always the touching one. PeiYi's and SiokTeng's post made me cry again just like YaWen's post. I miss them so much! Got a sudden urge of going back to Secondary school and enjoy our life, enjoy the time spending with them. :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Jonathan after school yesterday for a small talk. He came SP to find me! :D:D Had a fruitful talk with him, saying out all my feelings. There is a lot of things hiding inside my heart. I don't know who can i turn to. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Jonathan is the one who truely i can trash out my feeling with, without thinking anything. Broke down when i was talking to him at msn before that, so i won't cry in front of him. I seriously can't take it anymore. I need someone to hear me out! AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think i have become someone who can't joke with anymore. I take things too seriously and when you joking with me, i will think you are telling me seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Syaifullah is sitting beside me right now and making a lot of noise. Feel like GL-ing him right in his face, but i can't hurt him. Heavy mood swing. Don't try to mess with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAS printing. Don't feel like doing it. I think i should leave school now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3223433931775761936?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3223433931775761936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3223433931775761936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3223433931775761936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3223433931775761936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-here-to-blog-again-so-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3822079631993273411</id><published>2009-07-17T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:06:09.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog! Because i'm very bored now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah is sitting beside me now, and ask me to blog about him...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/strong&gt; is being a very good guy by paying 5 cents for me for printing my work. Since then, he kept saying he is very nice to me. -.- Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/strong&gt;, for your 5cents... -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAS is so wasting of time. I don't know what i need to do. Claudius say need to edit pictures, but i'm so lazy...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is becoming more boring each other. Nothing better for me to do in FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah, lets play something! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Edited]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359443121640512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SmCRH6NLHWI/AAAAAAAAB3c/7-i7am0v6T4/s320/Photo322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. I'm really bored. I'm so stuck with FDS the tesallation. Went over to bf house just now to help him out with his tesallation. Didn't know i will face the same problem as him also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh, anyway! To Irene and Grace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot for your help with our FDS model. Really thank you very much! Without your help, i think JingHui, WenLing and I will be still suffering, wondering where to start and etc.. Thanks for helping us out! You guys are awesome! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. I didn't know family problems will happen to me. At least we always get over it like seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, too much care and concern won't do you any good.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm still a small, young, little girl...&lt;br /&gt;.Who need my mummy and daddy to be there for me, giving me warm, not to let me get cold. .Who need my mummy and daddy to lead me through the way, so i won't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;.Who need my mummy and daddy to be 24hours there for me, so i can have immediate help.&lt;br /&gt;.Who is so being protected by my mummy and daddy from all kinds of harm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, mummy, I'm 17 already. I'm not a 7 years old kid anymore. Just let me be independent for just one time alright?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hort park!!! I feel so... *no words to describe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already miss 3 SPPC events ever since i joined this club. I feel like i'm such a lousy club member. I'm finding people to accompany me go Hort Park for SPPC event. But to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. Bf promise to bring me there one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;Bf, you better bring me there i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go a lot of other places! Take more pictures!! Photography assignments by august. 100 pictures. I want to take lots and lots of pictures! *grrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch Ballet under the Star with PeiYi and YunRu darling! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited can. Especially the time where we will take lots and lots of pictures! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I shall stop here, update again about ballet under the star!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3822079631993273411?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3822079631993273411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3822079631993273411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3822079631993273411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3822079631993273411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-blog-because-im-very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SmCRH6NLHWI/AAAAAAAAB3c/7-i7am0v6T4/s72-c/Photo322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7790223883318058315</id><published>2009-07-15T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:51:18.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI! I'm here to blog again. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i wanted to say something before getting started with my OC presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;YAWEN&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;darling yesterday at FC3! Wooo~ It been so long since we last met. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; seriously, we seldom see each other even though we are from the same school. So shocked to see her there. I bet she is shocked too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yawen, i seriously thinking, who is this pretty girl wearing so nice to school. I seriously tell myself that. I didn't say it because i know is you. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, stay at home on monday. Basically just rotting at home. Since my fever had go down already. So i change my blogskin to keep myself occupied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i won't change it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to school on tuesday simply because i miss my classmates! Hahas! Okay, doubting eyes, i feel it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But went home after my first lesson. Head too pain, fever like coming back, and bf not feeling good too. So we went back home at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and i slept all the way~ More rest for me please~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i gotta go get started with my OC presentation now. Otherwise, you guys can visit me at my tombstone. Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7790223883318058315?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7790223883318058315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7790223883318058315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7790223883318058315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7790223883318058315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-im-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-8375462659870234330</id><published>2009-07-12T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:43:27.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! I'm back to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaifullah pity me for no one tagging me so far! So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are going smoothly for me so far. New projects stacking up, deadlines are here again. Sleepless night occur again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays the weather so mood swing. It can be so sunny now and raining the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny incident happened yesterday. Jurong Point was raining cats and dogs, everybody trying to hide in the shuttle, but Pioneer mall there is sunny like hell. -.- Not even a single drop of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder more and more people getting sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coincident that both Bf and I is sick now. Both of us went to see a doctor this morning at different clinic, and both of us got a 2 days MC. So much coincidence. But he got no fever, and he still make so much noise. Hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fever is so high, that mummy scare i got H1N1.-.- Doctor then rest assure mummy that even if i got H1N1, i still can be recover. It is just like normal flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post till, will go back to school again on Wednesday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-8375462659870234330?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8375462659870234330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=8375462659870234330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8375462659870234330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8375462659870234330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-im-back-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6132710990823926636</id><published>2009-07-02T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:44:48.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found myself becoming more like my mum. I now truely understand how it feels when you are worrying for someone you love. Just like how my mum used to worry us if we got home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what people always say. You won't know until you experience it. &amp;amp; now, i seriously know the taste of worrying for someone aint that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i just hope you are fine... Don't do such things again and let me worry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-6132710990823926636?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6132710990823926636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6132710990823926636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6132710990823926636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6132710990823926636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-found-myself-becoming-more-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-5378515551316296677</id><published>2009-06-27T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:00:52.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm finally back blogging! Hahas, some miracle happen... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post below, warn you guys first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let rewind...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;23rd May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXrpQAvE5I/AAAAAAAAB18/i1pmwsmMQWY/s1600-h/SNC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351942826104918930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXrpQAvE5I/AAAAAAAAB18/i1pmwsmMQWY/s320/SNC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy birthday to sister!&lt;/span&gt; Hoho, went down to Pioneer mall to buy a cake for her. Since she turn 21 this year, should have something for her birthday you see. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy birthday sister! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th May 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXybtLWv8I/AAAAAAAAB20/NZ-67zfskiM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351950289997316034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXybtLWv8I/AAAAAAAAB20/NZ-67zfskiM/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunru's birthday celebration at Pepper lunch. &lt;em&gt;Sorry girl, for making it so so late for you. Hope you don't mind, its the thoughts that count. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXqoKrg_XI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pze2LsXNg1o/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351941707982241138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXqoKrg_XI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pze2LsXNg1o/s320/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Belated birthday celebration to Hijjah, advance birthday celebration to Sophia. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks classmates for having this celebration for us! Heard from Irene is that, their original plans didn't include the guys. Hahas, but well, the more the merrier! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks classmates!&lt;/em&gt; First celebration for class 59! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXq_9k3R9I/AAAAAAAAB10/aV6IEilfzs4/s1600-h/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351942116781541330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXq_9k3R9I/AAAAAAAAB10/aV6IEilfzs4/s320/DSC01307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school! Hahas, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy birthday to Sophia too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and because of the deadline of VAS, i kept saying, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My biggest birthday present this year is to do a wire grape sculpture because of VAS! What a big birthday present! Thanks VAS! !@#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after school to get changed. Out with Keef. He send me back home and waited at the lift there because going back home ain't in our plan. He request to come my house and put down his bag, so he came to my house in the end. After that, dad drives us down to IMM. So sweet of dad! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Cafe Cartel&lt;/span&gt;" for our dinner. His treat. :D Movie up next, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alien VS Monster&lt;/span&gt;. Cute movie indeed. Back home, and sister bought me an ice-cream cake. It melted somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXyCuBOWiI/AAAAAAAAB2s/DtR5HCfU4XU/s1600-h/Photo280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351949860726528546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXyCuBOWiI/AAAAAAAAB2s/DtR5HCfU4XU/s320/Photo280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6th June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXlz9Znd-I/AAAAAAAAB0k/o1Ag3Pe8FJk/s1600-h/DSCF0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351936413017798626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXlz9Znd-I/AAAAAAAAB0k/o1Ag3Pe8FJk/s320/DSCF0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd celebration in a row. Girlfriends celebration of cos is the best! :) Nothing better than Girlfriends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXqd_iVINI/AAAAAAAAB1k/s1MSzt3Lq0M/s1600-h/DSCF0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351941533192233170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXqd_iVINI/AAAAAAAAB1k/s1MSzt3Lq0M/s320/DSCF0596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KTV first, at the Jurong Safra with YaWen, PeiYi and Chantale. Nice place, cold and have cute waiter. ^^ I kept asking for snacks, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; that cute waiter came in and request for a game. Luck is with me, hence, i win 4 cups of coke for free! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXpzbG8vbI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ONPD9Loca94/s1600-h/DSCF0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351940801859206578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXpzbG8vbI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ONPD9Loca94/s320/DSCF0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Jurong Point for dinner. Money constraint, we had bento box. :) YunRu and Eileen joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXoz58IM4I/AAAAAAAAB1E/zDWBoHeLmqc/s1600-h/DSCF0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351939710623691650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXoz58IM4I/AAAAAAAAB1E/zDWBoHeLmqc/s320/DSCF0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a shock with the "cake". Seriously didn't know they are coming. Presents they gave, give me a shock too. Especially the big big birthday card. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks girlfriends! Love you all so so much!&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXonJQZvcI/AAAAAAAAB08/9-ZyD1tAXWM/s1600-h/DSCF0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351939491396959682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXonJQZvcI/AAAAAAAAB08/9-ZyD1tAXWM/s320/DSCF0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taking, and it make the people there kept staring at us. Wondering when will we leave the place. Left there at 9 plus. Pass by this 'gift shop' selling balloons. Request for one balloon, and girlfriends ask me to choose and they bought it for me! How sweeter can they be? Headed MacDonald for Ice-cream! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXoiWxbgSI/AAAAAAAAB00/tGQH9kqibm4/s1600-h/DSCF0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351939409125802274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXoiWxbgSI/AAAAAAAAB00/tGQH9kqibm4/s320/DSCF0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey is spreading all over me. :) Forfeit done by drawing on my hand. Trying to make it a very style tattoo. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan's present is another shock too. Seriously wondering why didn't he message me or anything, and when YaWen passed me his present to me, seriously so shocked! His card is another touching one. He seriously know me very very well. :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Jonathan!&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you everyone for the wishes. :) Thanks to those who gave me present. :) I appreciate it a lot. :) Thanks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute decision with bf. Met and went to Jurong Safra to find Cassandra. Long time no see! Had a nice chat while she having her lunch. :) Band band and band... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for movie after that, Night in the Museum 2. Funny indeed. Prefer 1 though. Had a nightmare at night. Dreaming of giant cat, because of the giant balloon dog appear in the movie. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at AMK NTUC. At first i didn't know it will be in the NTUC. Furthermore, i was rushing out, hence i didn't bring any jacket along. Freeze inside the NTUC when i know i need to stand there for 11 hours. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudius came down to find me for lunch. :) Thanks a lot! :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Claudius, i will never order prawns noodle again if the prawns are not peeled! Hahas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Clement at food court. Choose something easy to eat with. Like i say, i don't like eating alone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement is a weak guy. Got flu in just 3 days standing in the NTUC. hahas, have more vitamin, Clement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother came down and fetch me. Luckily he need to go back to his company to take things, otherwise i will have a hard time talking to dad, asking him to come and fetch me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXr8NCuPbI/AAAAAAAAB2E/eBLn1IJwR_s/s1600-h/Photo288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351943151725460914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXr8NCuPbI/AAAAAAAAB2E/eBLn1IJwR_s/s320/Photo288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working again. This time at CCK, BHG. Stupid place. So many rules to obey. Wrong attire and that security keep reminding me about it. Told him i'm first time working here, and he still say so much. Ask me read finish the rules before going for work. Stupid or what? Waste my time standing there. Don't dare to go toilet because i need to sign in and out. So damn troublesome! Dinner with one china girl. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know i need to pack the goods and place the goods. Placing the clothes from boxes to wagons ain't nice at all. Sprained my waist, wrist and ankle. Clumsy me i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXuFQe2zzI/AAAAAAAAB2M/SzyDoJmYVJ8/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945506290847538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXuFQe2zzI/AAAAAAAAB2M/SzyDoJmYVJ8/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for photo-taking with siblings. Went to some ulu place at Punggol. Luckily didn't feed the mosquito. Went back home after seeing the sunset. :) Nice indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXuqX8OtyI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2Si-JJibB6g/s1600-h/SI851560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351946143948257058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXuqX8OtyI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2Si-JJibB6g/s320/SI851560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working again! Wooosh~ Luckily this time round is at Jurong Point. Nearer you see. I don't need to wake up very early and "enjoy" long journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! Bf finally came down to have lunch with me. :) Although it is just a short 1 hour, it still the sweetest of the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply for leave. But i need to go Jurong Point at 10 because money are all with me. Mummy accompany me there, shop at NTUC and breakfast/lunch at ichiban. :) First customer, kiasu or what? Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, get changed and out with Keef. Had meeting with other classmates at Esplanade for our CIP, so we thought of meeting earlier and go for walk. Walk around suntec, film keep rolling. *Inner joke* hahas! Dinner at food court, drop fork because i accidentally touch the hot claypot. Normal reaction you see, and since then, Keef keep saying me so gangster. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting at 7. Classmates all come at around 7 plus. Meeting finish at 8. Louis is a very sad case. Rush down from Tahan Merah, but the meeting had already over. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th June 2009, 20th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply leave again because of my CIP. CIP at Marina Barrage, helping out with the SP rock climbing club. Make me wake up so early. T.T Met Keef first and he was late. Reach Marina Barrage. Doing weird jobs. Its very very boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21st June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work! Hahas, don't know where the energy come from, i manage to stand there for 12 hours. :) Good job Sophia! Hahas, packing up is seriously tiring. Got a scratch from the wood board. Injuries everywhere. -.- Counting money is another big headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22nd June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly should be meeting classmates for OC project. End up, we doing nothing much too. Watched Mr. Vampire with Sandy's laptop. Funny show indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompany Syaifullah to some community centre to do his Sing? pass with Alvin. Read this article about aids, and alvin got a very big reaction. -.- Went for hair cut with Syaifullah at central, but different salon. Rebonded my fringe, i seriously can't take it with that fringe. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th June 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something terrible things happen to me. It is so complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, thanks for being there for me. Not letting me to face it alone. I know its hard for you too, but i seriously appreciate you sharing the "suffer" with me. Thanks baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shat! School starting, but my assignment are all not yet touched! Dying in 2 more days.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Sophia.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6947201902875683181-5378515551316296677?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5378515551316296677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=5378515551316296677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5378515551316296677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5378515551316296677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-im-finally-back-blogging-hahas-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SkXrpQAvE5I/AAAAAAAAB18/i1pmwsmMQWY/s72-c/SNC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-4318177680023053008</id><published>2009-06-22T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:59:11.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in school now. Plan to do presentation for OC, but i don't know what should i do. So bored can. Alvin, tell me what should i do please! Rotting now with Syaifullah. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahs, Syaifullah, come lets play spot the difference. But if we play, i feel so unfair to alvin and nurul. trying to finish that presentation slides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want go home and sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-4318177680023053008?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4318177680023053008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=4318177680023053008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4318177680023053008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4318177680023053008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-short-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1260173751117959017</id><published>2009-05-24T21:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:56:40.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlTE7wSGuI/AAAAAAAABzs/ucZGZ-l1Gsc/s1600-h/Photo249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390177449220834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlTE7wSGuI/AAAAAAAABzs/ucZGZ-l1Gsc/s320/Photo249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swine flu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Update~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeahs, this post have photos! Don't worry. :) Not wordy anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, school as usual. More assignments coming up, and all the deadlines. Tutors ask us not to do last minute work, yet, i still do it last minute. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been going out to different places during lunch time, i don't know why too. Perhaps school are too boring for me. Had lunch outside, instead of saving money by eating in school's food court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wednesday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the badminton trial at SP sport hall. Since Keef is having the trial, hence accompanied him. Saw Irene and Co. there, so joined them instead. Went home with Keef after his trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thursday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Skipped my Oral Communication lesson just to finish up my plushie. Like i said, i do it last minute. Luckily mummy help me out with some too, otherwise, i might not able to finish it by 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390501411081858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlTXymzzoI/AAAAAAAABz0/8_BQUK-HT7U/s320/Photo250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mine and JingHui's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390802012468466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlTpSbw9PI/AAAAAAAABz8/ZeG-UZRiO_A/s320/Photo252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends from Huggy Land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought it to school, and classmates start to make noise about my plushie. Anyway, just hope i can get good marks for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339397695364795874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlZ6iLCDeI/AAAAAAAAB0c/RzQNyct-xYE/s320/Photo268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hurt my hand while doing some wire sculpture. Luckily i brought plaster along. Kept whining and complaining with my classmates while doing it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Chinese Garden with Keef after school, since we dismiss early. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I told Keef lets be tourist today by taking pictures. Hahas! I bet Keef is laughing when i say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339393939505841858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlWf6gehsI/AAAAAAAAB0E/EIyG9jC_9Yg/s320/Photo256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339395253399392978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlXsZJHEtI/AAAAAAAAB0M/DUCJs1DXogY/s320/Photo258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339397317306420162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlZkhy5C8I/AAAAAAAAB0U/So6nBkA__Gk/s320/Photo264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk around Chinese Garden, took a few pictures and went back home at 7. Keef promise me to bring me there again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a terrible night. I hope it wont happen again. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Trust is the word, honest is what we need to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to IMM with Keef. Its a last minutes decision though. Since both of us are bored staying at home. Went popular to buy some materials for my Plushie's passport. After that, window shopping~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 6 plus, bought my dinner and HSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;End here~&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Baby, i love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously don't wish that will happen again.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't want you to leave me...&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/6947201902875683181-1260173751117959017?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1260173751117959017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1260173751117959017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1260173751117959017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1260173751117959017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu-update-yeahs-this-post-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/ShlTE7wSGuI/AAAAAAAABzs/ucZGZ-l1Gsc/s72-c/Photo249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-382346143881770851</id><published>2009-05-17T19:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:52:32.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Blog is dying... But i got no pictures to blog. Hais~ Should i continue blogging?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School as usual. Met Keef and Co. in the morning since FDS venue changed to T3. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Wenan was late, almost late for lesson. Tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336757360457719570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_4i0KInxI/AAAAAAAABzc/pwnpiyNgQDA/s320/Photo247.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;My face mask~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next assignment, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Plushie&lt;/span&gt;. Oh no! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have to sew&lt;/span&gt;!!! I hope my ten fingers won't get hurt. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired of looking at the laptop for GC lesson. My eyes damn pain. Especially when drawing that squirrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Plaza Singapura with Keef and co. to get materials for VAS after school. Jing Xuan tag along too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; that Keef and Wenan is so KiaSu. They just jump in the train without waiting for us! So we met at City Hall instead. =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Keef and co. wanted to have dinner, hence, Jing Xuan and I went to look for materials first. After he got his materials, he went back home while i went to look for Keef and co.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accompany them to Spotlight, followed by Daiso but they didn't get a single thing at all! Oh, files only. :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; all want to be ah beng by saying, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I will just walk out from the class if that gay *** *** me."&lt;/span&gt; Damn beng de. hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all had decided not to get a single thing, we then head back home. :) Tired day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School as usual. But&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; i see VAS in another way already&lt;/span&gt;. Peggy is so way much better than that gay Ernest. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;He sucks seriously,&lt;/span&gt; what a gay he is. Although Peggy is quite fierce, but at least she give advise. Unlike Ernest, whose words are just like.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rubbish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next assignment, Kinetic Model. =.- What rubbish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met with Keef and co. before heading for lesson. Since i don't how to walk short cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling asleep during History lesson. Thanks for the sweet Louis! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went IMM with Keef after school to buy materials for our VAS. Then accompany him to kill time before going for his guitar lesson. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consultation for our Plushie. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Kelly drew very very big eyes for my plushie. I wonder how should i sew that. Tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jing Xuan message me the day before if i want to skip for ONOW. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Majority didn't went for ONOW lesson&lt;/span&gt; because of the VAS assignment. Almost half the class were not there. I'm a good students, i don't skip lesson. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During break time, went to IMM with Keef to get some materials for my VAS. Apparently, i don't have any idea for my assignment, so just go Daiso and see what i can get. Get back school at 1:30 and have lunch together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk! Then Peggy say next tuesday then hand in. =.- But still, everyone continue with their Kinetic model during the lesson. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Peggy let us off earlier by 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Bugis after that with Keef and Louis to get materials, again. =.- Louis wanted to get more materials for his VAS. I bought some too. Got home at 6 plus. Mum didn't cook, and i need to tabao myself. Hais~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Plaza Singapura again~ to get materials for my Plushie. Oh no, what type of materials? What colour to choose? Tsk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily sister is there for me to help me choose and give me advise. Got scolded by her for not concentrating on what i'm suppose to do. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw a lot of School of Design students getting their materials too at Spotlight. :) I think majority bought Felts for their plushie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home at 10 plus. Fall asleep again after bathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like i kept going out to get MATERIALS. $$ is deteriorating at a very fast rate. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School of Design, Suffer from sleeping. Fall asleep as and when it like &amp;amp; I don't even know! I hope i won't get that,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Sleep disorder&lt;/span&gt;~ ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show you the couple of the day! :) Khairi and Hijjah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336757895428587314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_5B9FIPzI/AAAAAAAABzk/U4uUX_8qWNY/s320/Photo239A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-382346143881770851?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/382346143881770851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=382346143881770851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/382346143881770851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/382346143881770851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-is-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_4i0KInxI/AAAAAAAABzc/pwnpiyNgQDA/s72-c/Photo247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-148135925280147659</id><published>2009-05-10T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:01:06.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_lTsmSGQI/AAAAAAAABys/xNSPtQoQrfI/s1600-h/Photo241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336736210009331970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_lTsmSGQI/AAAAAAAABys/xNSPtQoQrfI/s320/Photo241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeahs, instead of celebrating Mother's day, i went out with Girlfriends and Boyfriends to celebrate both ZhiHong's and PeiYi's birthday. Such a good girl uhs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out since morning to look for piano with siblings. Yeahs, buying piano. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Keef, stop saying i'm rich! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went Tampines there, Mall One to shop. Shop for few hours, and decided to have lunch at Fish&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush back Jurong Point to meet up with Girlfriends and Boyfriends. Again, dinner at Fish&amp;amp;Co. Can't believe i actually had Fish&amp;amp;Co 2 times in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Siok and Eileen before ordering our food. So cam-whore is the best solution to kill time. After that, when all had reached, we then start our ordering. 10 sets of NewYork fish, if i'm not wrong. 10sets! So the waiter just need to write the food's name and put a x10 beside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_mKXe22LI/AAAAAAAABy0/pxz7erjq_bA/s1600-h/SI851402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336737149233846450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_mKXe22LI/AAAAAAAABy0/pxz7erjq_bA/s320/SI851402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that the filling is so big, hence i didn't finish my food. :( Pass it to BoonSiang to finish up the rest. I'm not sure if he finished all since everyone pass our leftover to him. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all had done eating, its the celebration. The Fish&amp;amp;Co crew help us celebrate it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336738003190560418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_m8EuANqI/AAAAAAAABy8/_7V7wUPKt80/s320/SI851411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336738429398809538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_nU4d9-8I/AAAAAAAABzE/jki2s8ODEkU/s320/SI851417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336739235298583298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_oDyrcowI/AAAAAAAABzM/oT8WkLzFaw8/s320/SI851424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336740808027067954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_pfVjI1jI/AAAAAAAABzU/SBjEunysEM4/s320/SI851434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; after that, all went back home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-148135925280147659?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/148135925280147659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=148135925280147659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/148135925280147659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/148135925280147659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-yeahs-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sg_lTsmSGQI/AAAAAAAABys/xNSPtQoQrfI/s72-c/Photo241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-8073703832875444272</id><published>2009-05-09T18:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:30:28.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;weekends&lt;/span&gt; is here! So shag! But 2 days is just not enough for me. I bet all the design students are all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lacking of sleep&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just when you thought it is finished, the next brickboy is here again. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! No more brickboy please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly told us to do one more brickboy and make it personalised. He even asked us to log in facebook! To do the quiz of course. So the next assignment of FDS is Brickboy (again) but making it represents you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i ruin my brickboy. Don't feel like talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GC, my sleeping time. :) I pity Shawn, none of us are listening to him when he talks about &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Typography&lt;/span&gt;. But seriously, learning Illustrator is better than listening to all his "History". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAS suck totally! Both the tutors suck! I hate them a lot a lot. I bet class 59/60 all hate them! Tsk! I'm so gonna turn off during their lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BDC! I think i start to like this module. Draw draw draw~ Although my drawing sucks, i will keep improve on it. :) But i don't deny that their talking make us sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin got presentation! Hahas, being called as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stalker&lt;/span&gt; because i video him during his presentation. =.- Is Syaifullah who wanted to video him. tsk! Good presentation after all, since he got no problem in articulation etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral Communication! Got tongue twister as our warm up. Since everyone like so dead when we were in the class at 10am. Majority &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;didn't sleep the previous night&lt;/span&gt; because all were doing their brickboy! See, brickboy bring us so much metal torture. :( Oh, and the tougue twister is so catchy, i keep reading it even now! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final brickboy presentation! Got to present why we will come out with this idea of doing the brickboy that represents you. I ruin it totally! But i got quite a good comments from Kelly and Ian? :) Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next assignment, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Design your own Face Mask&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk! Kelly trick us! We all really thought that school is giving everyone of us a face mask because of swine flu. Who knows, thats our next assignment. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, talking about Swine flu. SP's temperature taking is so different. We have to take our temperature and SMS to them. Tsk! Use sms de. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONOW. Kind of boring. Only when we were posting comments in the group discussion board at Blackboard. All treat it as some chatting session in the Blackboard. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VAS suck suck suck!&lt;/span&gt; I don't want to attend VAS, can i? Both the tutor can go eat shit! Sucks at teaching. Giving personal comments only. Hate us? Just say. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You didn't give us respect in the first place, why should we?&lt;/span&gt; Guai lan! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I got crazy today again! Hahas, i kept cheering while waiting for the clock to strike 5. I sang "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yipee Yaya&lt;/span&gt;~" and classmates starts to say i'm crazy. Follow by, i sang, "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hi! My name is Joe, and i work in a button factory.&lt;/span&gt;" and many more! Hahas, it really make me laugh at my stupid-ness. But making my classmates laugh is what i want. :) The class is too boring, so i shall entertain them! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Week 3. Term break faster come~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keef is sick, what can i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-8073703832875444272?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8073703832875444272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=8073703832875444272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8073703832875444272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8073703832875444272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/hohoho-finally-weekends-is-here-so-shag.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-4710729427207451090</id><published>2009-05-08T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:16:54.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Tears just flow out from my eyes uncontrollably.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SgMWjJ48BXI/AAAAAAAAByk/21IA8-duIRY/s1600-h/SI851190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333131176942765426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SgMWjJ48BXI/AAAAAAAAByk/21IA8-duIRY/s320/SI851190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my girlfriends so so so much! I cried after looking at Yawen darling's blog. All the pictures, memories we shared, i miss them so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Darling, i miss you guys. How i wish you guys are right beside me, lending me your listening ears, your shoulder for me to lean on, and your Smile that make me Smile too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girlfriends, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-4710729427207451090?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4710729427207451090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=4710729427207451090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4710729427207451090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4710729427207451090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-my-girlfriends-so-so-so-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SgMWjJ48BXI/AAAAAAAAByk/21IA8-duIRY/s72-c/SI851190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2286218742013407862</id><published>2009-05-01T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:58:46.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330908097832516498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfswq62Pe5I/AAAAAAAABx8/o-o-kaKLuts/s320/DSC_1040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh man! My brickboy is not yet done when i go to school yesterday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put my brickboy in studio first, then head my way to Oral Communication with Jing Xuan and Trina. The 3 of keep think that its at T5, so we head our way to T5. Saw Keef and Wenan but they heading the other way. So we thought they are going different way, Trina even laughed at them. But when we reach T5, we sense that something is wrong. So i check where our class is at, and its at T4. =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson ended, and the majority of us went to Food Court 2 to buy our lunch. All bought Macdonald except Nurul, Trina and I. Head back Studio and have our lunch there as most of us, the brickboy still in pieces. Quickly finish up my rice, and i went over to Keef's table there as there are more space. Then Keef came over to help me out with my Brickboy and i managed to finish it before the tutor comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfs3eOm7fpI/AAAAAAAAByc/bTLNiWiEq2Q/s1600-h/Photo233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330915576380096146" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfs3eOm7fpI/AAAAAAAAByc/bTLNiWiEq2Q/s320/Photo233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfs3d1tDaFI/AAAAAAAAByU/jfPoStOPuFQ/s1600-h/Photo231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330915569694894162" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfs3d1tDaFI/AAAAAAAAByU/jfPoStOPuFQ/s320/Photo231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keef's / Sophia's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So coincidence that both Keef and I did the same character for our brickboy, Jerry. All said Keef's one look better but mine look cuter. Do you think so too? Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutor came and ask us to hand in our BrickBoy before 3:30. So we all hand in our brickboy, and we are off for break. Sad thing is, we have to come back studio at 4:30. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of us went to outside Food Court5 there to play the basketball machine. All so enthu with it. After that, walk around the school and went back studio at 4:30. Tutors brief us awhile, and we are dismissed at 5. Accompanied Alvin to Library with Syaifullah, since Alvin is begging us already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied him walk around, finding books then head our way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, had a quick bath and went out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography Club is having an event at Singapore Flyer, and my senior, Hidayat ask me along. Since i'm interested in photography. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i know that Keef knows a lot about photography, so i asked him along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came and picked me up at Pionner station, then we went Jurong East station and wait for Hidayat. :) Reached City Hall, and i feel so awkward... So i kept talking to Keef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us walked to Singapore Flyer there, then the Photography Club in-charge help us purchase the ticket. We had our ride at 10$. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in for the ride and took some pictures. I seriously don't know how to use the camera of mine. Even though Keef and one of senior explain it to me. Well, still got a lot more for me to learn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything had ended at 10 plus 11, Keef and I walked back to City Hall station. Chatted while on the way to Station. Took the train and alight at Boon Lay station to take a bus home. Keef insist on sending me home. So he accompanied me till my house there the bus-stop. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when he reached Boon Lay again, he missed the last train. So nice of him, sacrificing his last train just to see me home safely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily still got bus30 which will pass by his house. Should have push him out at Clementi Station. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this "Tsk" is like a drug to some of my classmates. Especially Syaifullah, he almost end every sentence with a "tsk". Keef also, keep "tsk tsk tsk" &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I got addicted to it too. Keep "tsk tsk tsk". Mind me if i "tsk" in front of you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2286218742013407862?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2286218742013407862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2286218742013407862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2286218742013407862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2286218742013407862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man-my-brickboy-is-not-yet-done-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sfswq62Pe5I/AAAAAAAABx8/o-o-kaKLuts/s72-c/DSC_1040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6750993727172324794</id><published>2009-04-29T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:49:49.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoho&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School as usual for me. Can click with my classmates already, i think. But i can click better with the guys than the girls. I wonder why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to school life. I suffer from coughing, not swine flu alright? I was coughing so badly that my classmates are so worried about me. All kept asking me to go see a doctor. I think they are more scare that i will spread it to them. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Tuesday, i don't know what had happen to me, i talked a lot in class. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Classmates say that i didn't have my medicine (crazy medicine). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xuan&lt;/span&gt; even said, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Sophia, i didn't know you are such a person! I thought you are a very refined girl!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, don't judge people by its cover. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone is asking me to go see a doctor, and i really went to see a doctor the next day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; insist on bring-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me there. So after school, he bring me to see the doctor at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; West central there. Alvin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; tagged along too. Because, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; lied to Alvin that he is going Alvin's house and Alvin really believe it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;heres&lt;/span&gt; the story. Because Alvin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; and I will alight at Pioneer Station when going back home. So we will always go back home together. Alvin need to see the tutor for his project, hence he asked us to wait for him. So we waited. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; needs to bring me go see doctor, but he left the class first, therefore, he went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station to wait for me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Alvin is done with his question asking, we head our way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station. Alvin was shocked to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; there, hence they starts talking. Alvin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; will alight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Clementi&lt;/span&gt;, but he didn't! &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; lied to Alvin saying that he is following Alvin back home. Alvin didn't believe it at first, but when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; really followed him, Alvin starts to believe it. Alvin scared that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; really will follow him back home, so he said, "Lets go see where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; stay." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, so the 4 of us walk and walk. Then i went in the Clinic, and the guys starts to tease me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alvin: "Sophia, are you coming for the Baby Bonus Scheme?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;, how many months already?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; :"Don't scare okay? Don't nervous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alvin: "Never mind, now abortion is very normal. :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.- Stupid guys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;! Went in, the doctors ask a few question, and i came out after that. I think i just spend 3 minutes inside. =.- &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 38$ gone just like this. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, all went to accompany me to collect my contact lens, and the person there said, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Wow, today so nice, brought 3 bodyguards along."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; accompany me to go buy paint and sent me home after that while Alvin followed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; back home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is so damn funny! Especially the part, where everyone is following everyone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Syaifullah&lt;/span&gt; was so damn shocked that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; is tagging along. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-6750993727172324794?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6750993727172324794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6750993727172324794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6750993727172324794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6750993727172324794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoho-d-school-as-usual-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-4766240009706546289</id><published>2009-04-25T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:05:50.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SfsTrq514BI/AAAAAAAABxc/_E46mdINI6A/s1600-h/Girlfriends2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330876224895311890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SfsTrq514BI/AAAAAAAABxc/_E46mdINI6A/s320/Girlfriends2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally! What a finally! Got to see my Girlfriends! I miss them so much! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I really know how Siok feels when she misses us so much that she cried. I nearly cried in class. I miss them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had planned to come out for dinner for very long time already. Hence, we had our dinner at Just Acia, Dhoby Ghaut. I didn't order anything because i was so full! Had buffet at Sakura with Mrs Chee and other alumni members in the afternoon by the way. So i see girlfriends eat. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girlfriends were too full to finish up everything, hence, they gave me the tori. I'm just like a rubbish bin. LOLs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Head to Plaza Singapura after that. Walk around and went back home at 9 plus. Enjoy the time spending with Girlfriends! I can always be myself when i'm with them. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did a small gift for them and i hope they will like it. :) and touched till tears drop. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girls, i know we all had went to different insitution for our next level of education. but our love for one another won't dissappear right? nor being replace by any other people. Girls, i miss you. How i wish time don't past so fast, where we still enjoying the time together. Fighting for toilet cubical, eating laska every afternoon with a packet of green tea. Girls, i love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330876171445164146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SfsTojyVWHI/AAAAAAAABxU/QfR9k7elBhI/s320/Girlfriends" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-4766240009706546289?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4766240009706546289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=4766240009706546289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4766240009706546289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4766240009706546289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-what-finally-got-to-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SfsTrq514BI/AAAAAAAABxc/_E46mdINI6A/s72-c/Girlfriends2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7771794949219416862</id><published>2009-04-23T12:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:36:10.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently blogging in school. Break time yeah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, school for me is pretty good. Things went on smoothly, just certain lesson, can really make me fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Designing is really fun. Although i don't like drawing, but i still try my best to draw what i can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So shall i introduce you guys what my lessons are? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, i got FDS, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Foundation Design Studio&lt;/span&gt;. This lesson is to teach us some basic design. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; our first assignment is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Brickboy&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327738785142004818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_uMpB13FI/AAAAAAAABwc/2eKeeYg6PMI/s320/Photo199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our tutor, Kelly Lee, gave us a piece of paper, and we had transfer the information onto the drawing block, and cut it out to make a brickboy. So cut cut cut... Lesson end so fast! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up next is Lunch time.&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i learn that, never ever have your lunch at 12. The food courts are all so packed! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next lesson was GC, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Graphic Communication&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas, i don't really like the tutor. So nagggyyyy! Hahas, i really fall asleep while listening to her talking. Then she teaches us how to use Adobe software. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327738983117107554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_uYKiyMWI/AAAAAAAABwk/Rut8pmrMXGI/s320/Photo200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Went SD club house after lesson and slack. Kind of weird, because all there are seniors. Ate dinner with them and slack till 10. Went home together after that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327739093952342178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_uenb9qKI/AAAAAAAABws/gBf6p0i-Vio/s320/Photo202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, i had VAS, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Visual Art Studio&lt;/span&gt;. Funny thing, we didn't prepare materials, because the tutor didn't tell us what to bring, and hence, the tutor got nothing to teach us. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so, they dismiss us early. In fact, they only took 1 hour for our introduction only. So i went back home after that. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 hours&lt;/span&gt; break you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back school at 2. Lesson is, BDS, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Basic Drawing Studio&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we learn how to use pencil as our tool to measure the length of the picture from far. butbut, i don't get it! So i just anyhow draw when the tutor ask us to draw the objects on the table. Yeahs, and i got the angle wrong. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327739183177043346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_ujz0yjZI/AAAAAAAABw0/2EtwpF5SIgA/s320/Photo204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327754061805165378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_8F3CKm0I/AAAAAAAABxE/fMQ6d1aC_po/s320/Photo205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; because i was rushing back for something, i forget to bring my pencil case back home! Was so damn worried, and wondering where did i put my pencil case. Messaged my classmates and none of them saw it. Was damn scare, because all my tools are inside the pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, the next day, Wednesday, i went to school earlier by one hour just to look for my pencil case. And once i step into the studio, i saw this cute little winnie the pooh is smiling at me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327755385387424722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_9S5wxG9I/AAAAAAAABxM/7evKA1woRWE/s320/Photo215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;=.- So yeahs, it was on the table. Zzz.. Walk around the campus, till 12, then went for lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lecture was pretty alright. Lecturer is funny though. :D Went for lunch break, then tutorial. Kind of boring, but well, i like my tutor's accent. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home after tutorial, and quickly finish up my brickboy! :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; here is my brickboy! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327752227936417794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_6bHVyOAI/AAAAAAAABw8/akcGHksXR7I/s320/Photo214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6947201902875683181-7771794949219416862?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7771794949219416862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7771794949219416862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7771794949219416862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7771794949219416862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-yo-currently-blogging-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Se_uMpB13FI/AAAAAAAABwc/2eKeeYg6PMI/s72-c/Photo199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-5364067465944024430</id><published>2009-04-18T14:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:03:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325922507114847474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel6TWHWnPI/AAAAAAAABwM/r5eR4pPcwIE/s320/FOPday5-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Owwww~ Last day of FOP! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, today is Friday, hence, FOP ends today... I miss them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had materials fair in the morning. Train to Dover with YaWen, and since her group wants to meet earlier, i went earlier too. Reach there, sat for awhile at the auditorium foyer, then proceed to Sport Hall. Saw quite a few people queuing up for the materials already, hence, i went to queue up too. Bought my materials, sign up for Art Friend's membership, then i went back home. Why? Because the materials are really bulky, and you couldn't be asking me to carry it around the school. Hence, without further ado, i rush back home. Put the materials at home, then head back to school again. Arghhhh, that goes my trasportation fee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Moberly to find the rest of my classmates. Then they say they are heading food court 5 for lunch. Hence, tagged along. Got air-con you see... Hahas! After that, went food court 3 to meet the rest and pass dvd to YaWen. She went back home while i go for SPICE training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, at first i thought SPICE training is kind of... Computer stuff, but who knows, it just introducing us the SP website, what we can do when we want to find imformation. Zzzz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325922327344010194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel6I4apU9I/AAAAAAAABv8/X9ytuu01MHI/s320/FOPday5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can see the card? Its under Allen's armpit! =.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, so everything ends at 4. We gave Allen, our group leader, a small card done by the group mate and took a few group/class photos. I bet Allen is very very touched, and going to show off to other group leaders. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325922442535798386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel6PlighnI/AAAAAAAABwE/9w1XcRmeiO8/s320/FOPday5-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325922562801767250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel6WlkJk1I/AAAAAAAABwU/0XTZfAQLAm4/s320/FOPday5-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hahas, last day of FOP. School starting this monday. Classmates are nice to get along with. I hope i can survive in School of Design. :)&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/6947201902875683181-5364067465944024430?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5364067465944024430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=5364067465944024430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5364067465944024430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5364067465944024430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/owwww-last-day-of-fop-alright-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel6TWHWnPI/AAAAAAAABwM/r5eR4pPcwIE/s72-c/FOPday5-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2979803771189255284</id><published>2009-04-16T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:49:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FLAG DAY&lt;/span&gt;~ Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325629403375802658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehvudmXGSI/AAAAAAAABuk/vggbYhFvgKU/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up very very early today, cause i need to reach &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; at 8. Went off with YaWen but i alight first because her flag day place is at Tanah Merah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night before, Allen told me &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not to be late&lt;/span&gt; for flag day today and said that he will reach at 7:30. But when i reached Bedok, it was 8 on the dot. But i didn't see Allen! So i messaged him and he said he was on his way. =.- Waited and waited, finally he reach. After he brief us, we went off to "beg" for money. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; because of Allen, all those crowded or good places had already been taken by other people. Hence, we have to walk deep down in Bedok and find a good place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, i found one nice spot, where quite a lot people will pass by. The outside of wet market. =.- That wasn't a good place overall because i got a lot of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt; from Mr. Mosquito. :) Had my lunch with Sandy at the coffee shop. Then we work for awhile more, and we went to slack. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325919178902733026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel3RnjwAOI/AAAAAAAABvk/UgDgHvywMGQ/s320/FOPday4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We took train from Bedok to Pasir Ris, back to Bedok and alight at Tampiness platform to find the rest of our group mates. We met, and head back Dover at 2 plus. Reached, and waited for another 2 people at Food Court 3. When everyone is there, we then head our way to T541. Opened our tin, and count the money we have collected. :) i collected&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; $49.45&lt;/span&gt; and Allen say i'm lousy, when he only collected 8 dollars last year. =.- &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325919315103161874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel3Zi8dnhI/AAAAAAAABv0/lm6bUp7iSWU/s320/FOPday4-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325919256946192498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel3WKSwsHI/AAAAAAAABvs/ehwAOdK65Fg/s320/FOPday4-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Anyway, after counting the money, went to meet YaWen. Due to my phone battery had died when i'm on my way back to Dover, i couldn't contact YaWen, but i told her to meet at Convention Centre and i don't know that she didn't know where convention centre is! Was damn angry as i don't like waiting, hence i called YaWen using my friend's phone and she said she is at somewhere around the MRT. Damn it! Was the only word running in my mind. Walk damn fast and saw YaWen. Had a small tiff, but things get better after she suggesting wants to go watch movies or not. So i agree, and we head Jurong Point to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to watch &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;17 again&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas, funny show, and the male lead, Mike, is seriously very handsome. Much more good-looking than Edward Cullen. =X Hair really makes a different. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i seriously can't imagine if Maggie, (mike's daughter) knows that the Mark is his father when they were in the high school, what will happen next? Hahas, you will know what i'm talking about if you watch this movie. :) Nice and hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home at 7... :)&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/6947201902875683181-2979803771189255284?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2979803771189255284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2979803771189255284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2979803771189255284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2979803771189255284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/flag-day-zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehvudmXGSI/AAAAAAAABuk/vggbYhFvgKU/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6988006509062797165</id><published>2009-04-15T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:45:45.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3rd day of FOP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325918168592990226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel2Wz3IwBI/AAAAAAAABvU/zFFVUHN9W_o/s320/FOPday3-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games today again. =.- Amazing race. Is really amazing race. Because once we reach the end point, we have the step on a mat, and there is one guy telling us, we are number what team to arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325918017276136642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel2OAKYzMI/AAAAAAAABvE/Ev2CWmSxQVo/s320/FOPday3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325918265422807954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel2cclKg5I/AAAAAAAABvc/yeFWIe6bFkA/s320/FOPday3-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch at food court 2, because it will be nearer to where we are heading next.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to MLT1 for flag day briefing. Ahhhh.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flag day&lt;/span&gt;! =.- However, it was called the flag day briefing, but it seems more like course briefing. Because almost 1 hour plus is the lecturers telling us what is School of Design offering now, the different kind of course and stuff. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; about 10 minutes is about Flag day. =.- Sat in the theatre, listening to the lecturers, it makes me fall asleep. All agree i guess. But when the DID lecturer is introducing the course, all became alert as majority are from DID (Diploma in Interior Design) and the lecturer speaks in a very funny tone, and his talk is really short and sweet. I think he only took 5 minutes talking. Oooo~ DID rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were given the things for flag day. A shirt, a Notepad, 3 pieces of stickers and a tin. After getting all the necessary things, head back home with YaWen... :)&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/6947201902875683181-6988006509062797165?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6988006509062797165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6988006509062797165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6988006509062797165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6988006509062797165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-3rd-day-of-fop-games-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel2Wz3IwBI/AAAAAAAABvU/zFFVUHN9W_o/s72-c/FOPday3-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6981280241961872639</id><published>2009-04-14T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:40:53.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325620513115603010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sehno-zKAEI/AAAAAAAABuc/vAmj8IDQ3eY/s320/FOPday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2nd day of FOP&lt;/span&gt;. Today's task is to paint the wall. Hahas, we were given a big piece of wall, with drawing up already and we have to paint it. It was kind of cool yeahs. Group 9 and 12 were ask to one the design studio to paint 2 walls. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we had a lot of fun and laughter there. :) Especially when the GL, Zong Yang and Allen having their conversation. :) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Squeesing lemon&lt;/span&gt; on each other. Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325917305288370018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel1kjzRp2I/AAAAAAAABu0/M3NtnSH-UiQ/s320/FOPday2(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told Allen that i had to leave early as i got things on in the afternoon. So when things start to get bored because there were limited brushes... So I asked Allen if i can go off early. So i go off earlier by 15 minutes. =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask Allen to accompany me find YaWen, and after that, YaWen and I head back home... Get prepared and out again... Tired~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325917406735610306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel1qduLscI/AAAAAAAABu8/XULFg7rpW-k/s320/FOPday2-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to own a Piano!&lt;/span&gt; =X&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/6947201902875683181-6981280241961872639?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6981280241961872639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6981280241961872639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6981280241961872639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6981280241961872639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hohoho-2nd-day-of-fop.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sehno-zKAEI/AAAAAAAABuc/vAmj8IDQ3eY/s72-c/FOPday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7960761041907295783</id><published>2009-04-13T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:38:29.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Freshman Orientation Programme&lt;/span&gt; starts today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been waiting for this day for very long already. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm glad that i went for the FOC as i already know a few friends and the group leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met YaWen at 7 today and we head our way to Singapore Polytechnic. Once we reached, we saw a lot of campus stoning outside the MRT station. hahas! So glad seeing them luhs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting point was at the Sport Hall. Hence, we head our way to Sport Hall. Went in and saw a lot of people inside already. Quickly find my group and sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i Allen and Ama were the group leader for the 5 day FOP for group 9. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm in this group. Allen is very fun to bully with. :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i really pity him for being bullied by so many people. Including me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had games today. Blow wind blow! I love that game because of the FOC. hahas. It is really nice. :) Allen try to sabo me by blowing only me, but thennn... he didn't got the chance. :) Then mass games.. and lunch at food court 3. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; because we were dismiss earlier for lunch, we actually got 2 hours of lunch break. So Allen and some other groups lead us to Moberly to relax there. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my group decide to have karaok session there, hence 10 people fork up 1 buck and we get to enjoy air-con and big space there for 1 hour. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325916167896051810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel0iWr0MGI/AAAAAAAABus/tklAJ0Olv98/s320/FOPday2(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2 and we were suppose to go lecture theatre for some talks. Head to Lecture Theatre for some talks about the CCA in SP, and some other things. Yeah, off at 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train back home with YaWen.... :) Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7960761041907295783?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7960761041907295783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7960761041907295783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7960761041907295783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7960761041907295783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/freshman-orientation-programme-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sel0iWr0MGI/AAAAAAAABus/tklAJ0Olv98/s72-c/FOPday2(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7440811345409750259</id><published>2009-04-12T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:05:57.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOC stands for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Freshman Orientation Camp&lt;/span&gt;. Not Free Of Charge okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this post gonna be very very long because i got no pictures. I'm still waiting for LiMing to send me the picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i signed up for this camp is basically because of Li Ming. He had been asking me to sign up for this camp since February mainly because he is the camp chief of this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before the camp, i wasn't really that excited for this event. Kind of backing out or just act sick and skip for the camp. End up, i still went for the camp because Meldric's point of view for his camp keep running in my mind. He once said that he doesn't really that excited for his camp too, but he enjoy his camp and kind of miss the camp in the end. So i shall give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met YaWen at my house downstair, and we walk to Pioneer station. Alight at Dover and found one big group of people outside the convention centre. Put our bags one side and started with games. Later on, we were all divided into groups. I told LiMing to put YaWen and I in the same group, otherwise i won't sign up. So yeahs, he kept his promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the theme was &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tribes&lt;/span&gt;. So there were 6 groups all together, hence make up &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TRIBES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My group members all like shy shy type. Don't talk too much too. Even when we were to cheer, i bet our group is the softest. Oh yah, we got one heavy smoker in our group, and i think everyone don't really likes him because he drag us down just because he wants to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things get better in the afternoon. We played amazing race, and we were really tired because we had to ran back just to take a group photo. We misunderstood it. Up next is painting our identity. Then was lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed up next was... Group games again. Stations by stations. We have to complete all the task given by the game master and earn as many point as we can. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the pebbles given by the game master will be our "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;" to buy extra food for our dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my group earns &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;129dollars&lt;/span&gt; in total, if i'm not wrong. :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we got a&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; can of baked beans, pickles and a tray of sambal fishball&lt;/span&gt; for our dinner during the auction. Of course, everyone was given of packet of fried rice. Had our dinner at the Lecture theatre. After that, we head off with our next game, called Treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to find the light stick with the given destination. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my group got food court2. It was so damn dark because it was 10:00 pm already. Yet, we have to search all the 10 light sticks. I try to stay in the brighter place, dark place just not the right place for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we found all the light sticks and get back to Basketball court. Right up next is the night walk. I gave up seriously. I don't know why, i just don't have that courage to explore it. Plus the heavy smoker keep saying about how scary it will be, and in the end, i broke down. Li Ming tried to ask me go and give it a try, but still, i can't walk out of that dark. ....... Hence, 3 out of 4 girls in our group didn't complete the night walk. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally get to sleep at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5:00am&lt;/span&gt;. =.- Mind you, it 5 in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10 and we had bread and jam as our breakfast. Then we continue with our games. We had some kind of amazing race again. Have to complete stations by stations but is kind of competing with another group. Which means, 2 groups fighting for victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow up next is Lunch......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had water games. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i seriously enjoy playing water games. :) Unfortunately, it was raining half way when my group were playing the 2nd water game. Hence, we had our mass games outside food court 5. It was around 6, and camp chief dismiss us for our bathing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report back at food court 2 to have our dinner there. Right up next, we went to outside food court 5 again for mass game. Then we had mascot party. Each group were to send 2 representative to&lt;br /&gt;be the mascot and dress up like those tribes people. LiMing was being dressed up as a girl by the group leaders because he is the camp chief! Hahas, seriously it was very funny, seeing all the guys become girls and girls become guys. *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had disco night that night. Not really enjoying it because i don't like the loud noise. Luckily no smoke. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to sleep at 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;..., break camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was fun seriously. I enjoy it for the games and stuff. But still, not really in that good mood for the past 3 days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7440811345409750259?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7440811345409750259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7440811345409750259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7440811345409750259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7440811345409750259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/foc-foc-stands-for-freshman-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6335155841825866358</id><published>2009-04-06T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:22:27.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehRvMGDRPI/AAAAAAAABuM/idYxHT0A4jc/s1600-h/SI851110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325596430507918578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehRvMGDRPI/AAAAAAAABuM/idYxHT0A4jc/s320/SI851110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singapore Youth Festival 2009 Central Judging of Concert Band for Boon Lay Secondary School&lt;/span&gt; is today! Hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to Boon Lay Secondary School just to check out hows the members were doing. Went to Singapore Conference Hall with them at around 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached there, accompanied them, help them took some photos, and they went in a room for tuning. Ex-members then head our way to the audience seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to listen to 2 bands before Boon Lay perform. The band before Boon Lay really helps as their playing wasn't that very good. You can hear it clearly seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back with them right after they finish performing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Members were really tired because almost all of them were sleeping when they were in the bus, on the way back school. Wei Liang got to snap some pictures of the members sleeping. =X You can see the pictures in my Facebook. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, reach Boon Lay and we still have about 1 hour plus before the result is announced. So Wei Liang had the idea of giving members a marching session. Anyway, it wasn't that tough luhs... I think all didn't put it seriously, all were like joking and laughing luhs. None of the people is the band room was in serious mood. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325597273261971570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehSgPmRmHI/AAAAAAAABuU/PqEewil2t-Y/s320/SI851123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaarthigan let the members listen to how they perform just now in the Singapore Conference Hall. Soon later, it was time to announce the result. Ex-members at Singapore Conference Hall called back to let us know the result. All were waiting anxiously, finally, the result was out, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;109, Boon Lay Secondary School, Silver!"&lt;/span&gt; Hahas, all the members just jump and cry with joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Good job BLCB! You guys finally got back what we lost 2 years back. All your hard work really pays off! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, some members went for their celebration either at Pioneer Mall, or Jurong Point. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed home first because i'm seriously very tired... :)&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/6947201902875683181-6335155841825866358?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6335155841825866358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6335155841825866358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6335155841825866358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6335155841825866358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys-guess-what-singapore-youth.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehRvMGDRPI/AAAAAAAABuM/idYxHT0A4jc/s72-c/SI851110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7953866856918863948</id><published>2009-04-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:01:01.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325587872225459778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehJ9CAgfkI/AAAAAAAABuE/y1yvTsgsIlU/s320/Photo174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeahs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was Cassandra's and her mum's birthday celebration! I was invited. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met Jonathan earlier to look for Cass and her mum's birthday present. We bought something in TheBodyShop and a cap for Cass at 77th street.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Head off to Cassandra's house at 3 once we were ready. Play some games, chit-chat and eat. Head back Jurong Point to pick YaWen up. Talk for awhile and the celebration starts. It was really fun seeing Cassandra got cream by her friends. :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Andy help her revenged by putting cream on my face. Cream him back and he seems angry. Oppps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325587177202171698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehJUk2CvzI/AAAAAAAABt0/WeJM99E8kkM/s320/P4050768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cut cakes and enjoy the cake. Right next is singing session. Sang a few songs and rested... Went back home with YaWen and Jonathan at around 8 plus 9... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Jonathan and YaWen asked me not to pang seh them when we were in Cassandra's house, yet they were the one leaving me nothing to do at Cassandra's house. =.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325587251136714786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehJY4RaWCI/AAAAAAAABt8/L7gt7J8g1Sc/s320/P4050750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7953866856918863948?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7953866856918863948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7953866856918863948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7953866856918863948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7953866856918863948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeahs-today-was-cassandras-and-her-mums.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehJ9CAgfkI/AAAAAAAABuE/y1yvTsgsIlU/s72-c/Photo174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3795123346707759419</id><published>2009-04-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:14:41.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for work with YaWen at Sufers Paradise, Jurong Point because Eileen couldn't make it today. It was so damn tiring when you had just finished all your energy the previous day. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I feels that working is shop is much more boring than working in fair. If there wasn't any customer, you got nothing to do except staring at each other. But overall, its fun working with YaWen. Especially when we were gossiping. =X YaWen, never slip out our secrets okays? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a coincidence that my neighbour pass by this shop. He was shocked too anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait till 10:04pm because i came at 10:04am in order to get my 60 dollars. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home with YaWen... Tired.... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3795123346707759419?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3795123346707759419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3795123346707759419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3795123346707759419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3795123346707759419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-yo-went-for-work-with-yawen-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-8296815813266781103</id><published>2009-04-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:08:05.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehFHpEBwAI/AAAAAAAABtc/cowhrDymJWA/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325582556949757954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehFHpEBwAI/AAAAAAAABtc/cowhrDymJWA/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hohoho! Back blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Wild wild wet today with girlfriends and 3 boyfriends. Mainly, Chantale, Eileen, PeiYi, YaWen, YunRu, Benjamin, Boon Siang and Zhi Hong. We have been planning going this place ever since we are secondary 2. But every time we plan, it was always not successful. Either parents or weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met YaWen first at her house to help her out with her laptop. After that, we met YunRu in school to collect our certificates. Finally i got everything now. :) We then headed to Boon Lay to meet the rest, with Boon Siang. Then train back to Pioneer to meet PeiYi. Finally, train from Pioneer to Pasir Ris. The journey is very very long, luckily i brought my New Moon with me, it keeps me occupied. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached there at around 12 plus if i'm not wrong. Bought tickets and we went in. Got changed and we started our playing! We first played at the YAKULT PROFESSOR'S PLAYGROUND. We played as though we were the kids too. Enjoy all the slides and water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, we went to play the SLIDE UP. I paired with YaWen, and she sits the opposite side. It just like Pirates Ship in Escape, but its not as scary as the Pirate Ship. Everyone should go and try. :) I remembered i shouted very loud and girlfriends said my face turn white when we slide down. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Followed by THE WATERWORKS, both Yellow and Purple. These two wasn't that scary after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then head up to third floor to try out ULAR-LAH. It was fun. Especially when 6 people were sitting inside. It slides more faster. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; girlfriends tried that for 9 times! Can you imagine, how fun it is that let girlfriends keep playing that. We wanted to go for few more rounds, but girlfriends were tired climbing up the stairs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to "suffer" in the TSUNAMI. Boyfriends help us girlfriends to get into circle, so that we can enjoy it like a group. But every time when boyfriends is going to success, one of the girlfriend will just let go our hands. It really very painful holding on to one another on the float, especially when the waves were really strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up next is the SHIOK RIVER. It just like those lazy pool in Jurong West Stadium. Girlfriends try to use the life jacket as our "float" when we were in the Shiok River. It was nice, just like when we were learning swimming when we were young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, girlfriends tried the SKYRIDER. I can tell you, i won't go for a second try. It really scares me off. I'm so afraid of height, yet it wants me to stay up high for so damn long time! I keep telling YaWen, "So damn scary!" when we were "cycling". I bet YaWen also getting more afraid when i keep emphasizing i'm scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, Eileen and Benjamin went off first at 5 as they got cell group. 2 guys went off with them too because they said its kind of weird joining the girls. =.- Chantale joined us later after her lessons ended at 3. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 5 girlfriends leaved the place at 8, their closing time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325583057915947202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehFkzTrKMI/AAAAAAAABtk/cYvS9Eg2Wgw/s320/Photo169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325583355749425282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehF2I0tYII/AAAAAAAABts/npJ-t2d814w/s320/Photo171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We head back Boon Lay to have our dinner together. Our usual "better food" place, PizzaHut. Reach there at about 9 and we finished our dinner at 10:10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back home, unpacked my stuff and off to sleep.... :)&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/6947201902875683181-8296815813266781103?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8296815813266781103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=8296815813266781103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8296815813266781103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/8296815813266781103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/hohoho-back-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SehFHpEBwAI/AAAAAAAABtc/cowhrDymJWA/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7576374989061114297</id><published>2009-04-01T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:59:03.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just checked my e-mail and i feel very fraustrated now. I'm kind of, regret going to that place that day. If they were to tell me that they can send us that bloody hell list through e-mail, i don't even need to bother to go down and wasted my time and money just to get that bloody list. Damn irratated now. I'm kind of regret promising &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7576374989061114297?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7576374989061114297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7576374989061114297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7576374989061114297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7576374989061114297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-checked-my-e-mail-and-i-feel-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7077167410789614838</id><published>2009-03-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:01:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god! I got so many things to write in this blog. Its been 1 whole week i didn't touch my precious laptop. I didn't get a chance to switch it on, log in to Facebook, blogger. I miss them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, wondering where i've been this whole week? I went to work! Yeahs, its kind of surprise, knowing that i'm actually got a job. Well, its just for a short one week. :D Surfers Paradise is having a fair at Bukit Panjang Plaza, and they need people to sell their clothes. YaWen called me and ask if i'm free from 23rd onwards, and i told her yes. So i got a job thanks to YaWen and Eileen. Yeahs, and i need to treat them. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, i think i shall talk a bit about my job. It is very simple, fold clothes when you got nothing to do, or you see the wagons is quite messy, just tidy it up. When there is customer wants to pay their goods, just key in the cost of the good and pack the goods into the plastic bag. One bad thing i don't like about it is that, we need to stand for the entire day. Except lunch and dinner of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work is still alright for me. Eileen taught me how to use the cashier, and later on in the afternoon, boss came and told Eileen not to let me touch the cashier. I'm quite sad actually, but i know its very troublesome to keep ask Eileen to come and help me out with the cashier. Well, i get used to it about 2 or 3 days later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, during my 7 days of working, i realised that i'm very energetic in the morning, from 10 till 2. But i get very frustrated and annoyed easily from 3 to 7. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;, i very happy when its about 8 plus 9. I believe that i get frustrated and annoyed is because there isn't a lot people in the afternoon, but as sky turns darker, it means time to go home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot to my brother who came and fetch me every night without fail. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; he complaint alright. Blame me for not able to let him rest. Oh man... Its not my fault, its mum who ask him to. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, that all about my working lifestyle. Every day is doing the same timing. Wake up, bath, take bus to Boon Lay interchange, and take bus to Bukit Panjang, fold clothes, wait till time pass, go home, bath and sleep, and i hate this kind of routine. I regretted for leaving my "taitai" lifestyle and go for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i just came back from Jurong Point, after watching "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;". Its a nice movie indeed. It potray why people go shopping. Its funny and touching! What touches me the most is the love her parents gave her. Every kids are their parents precious. They won't leave their child alone there, they will try all the ways just to help their kids out of that difficult situation. That's called parents' love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i think i'm going to buy this storybook. Actually i've long wanted to buy this book. Every time i walked pass any bookstore, i saw this book tittle, "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt; ", i wanted to go in and buy it. But then, my mind told me that, i won't read it. But i guess i will read it now. Since i have conquer Twilight, i shall conquer more books. :D Whats more important now is to finish New Moon first. :D its thick alright, i wonder how long will it take. 0.o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yahs, i'm so in love with Caucasians! Too many English movies recently. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7077167410789614838?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7077167410789614838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7077167410789614838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7077167410789614838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7077167410789614838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-god-i-got-so-many-things-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2893976641435446786</id><published>2009-03-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:02:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;I never know this will happen to me. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the very first book in my life! "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;". Was kind of being influence by friends around me, telling me how interesting this storybook is. Though i seen that movie already. Thanks Jonathan for introducing me that movie anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought that last Sunday, and i quickly finished it by today. Was kind of shocked that i can actually read such a thick book, alright to me, in only 5 days! If were the past me, i bet the story book will still be lying at the book shelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said that she was surprise i bought a book too, and she told me, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't you think its a bit too late that you bought storybook when your 'O' had already finished?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, and i told mum that, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who ask that Stephenie Meyer didn't publish this book earlier&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time i read that book, i got the urge to watch that movie again. Even though i can clearly remember the scene. Just feel like watching it again, seeing how beautiful Edward can be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite impressed by the director, that they can find such a good-looking person to act as Edward. I bet he is an albino too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time i read that book, i shiver. As though it was real. I'm a timid person, so i'm afraid of Souls, Ghost, Vampire and stuff, but i believe all these things doesn't exits, maybe spirits. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i told myself that, if Vampire do exits, and if i'm as lucky as Bella, to meet a vampire, i think i won't be as cool as Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm so going to buy New Moon tomorrow. I wonder how long i will finish this book, since i won't have any spare time next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i think i shall go and search for Twilight movie, and download it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2893976641435446786?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2893976641435446786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2893976641435446786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2893976641435446786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2893976641435446786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god-i-never-know-this-will-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6310383345918645219</id><published>2009-03-17T00:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:46:59.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb56YY03gSI/AAAAAAAABtM/Lqmb9xbfaO4/s1600-h/Photo123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313819169743405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb56YY03gSI/AAAAAAAABtM/Lqmb9xbfaO4/s320/Photo123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb56I12v73I/AAAAAAAABtE/f00Xewo9SMY/s1600-h/Photo127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818902658019186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb56I12v73I/AAAAAAAABtE/f00Xewo9SMY/s320/Photo127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb559OFttSI/AAAAAAAABs8/HxuLaEQja8U/s1600-h/Photo135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818703004808482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb559OFttSI/AAAAAAAABs8/HxuLaEQja8U/s320/Photo135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb55xYDGgcI/AAAAAAAABs0/Taii4A2pJEI/s1600-h/Photo149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818499519775170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb55xYDGgcI/AAAAAAAABs0/Taii4A2pJEI/s320/Photo149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb55eTMNQ-I/AAAAAAAABss/iwhEDHQT3L4/s1600-h/Photo148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818171798275042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb55eTMNQ-I/AAAAAAAABss/iwhEDHQT3L4/s320/Photo148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here to post about girlfriends trip to Escape theme park on Sunday, 15march2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More photos are at my Facebook. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we set off at 11:30 from Boon Lay Station. Saw a lot of people waiting for the train, we train back to Pioneer then to Pasir Ris. Took a long journey... We finally reach Pasir Ris at around 12:30. Bought some snacks while waiting for Chantale and Eileen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chantale called and say she will only reach here by 2 plus, as she need to buy something at Bugis for her dance. So I suggest to go Escape first as i was really scare of the weather. Eileen came, and we walk to Escape Theme Park. They sky is turning grey, hence, we walk even faster. After reaching, we bought our tickets and proceed to keep our bags save in the locker. After that, we went to queue up for games. Because we help Chantale to buy her ticket, we need to wait till she come and we go fetch her, so i suggested that, YunRu and I will wait for Chantale, while Eileen, PeiYi, and YaWen queue up for the Pirate Ship. While waiting, YunRu and I took a ride of the Aeroplane. It was meant for the kids, i guess. Hahas. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; bad things happened. The sky turn even darker, and it finally starts to rain. We got no choice but to stay in shelter. The rain starts to pour even heavier. Both YunRu and I were blaming the Escape crew, as they were playing, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Umbrella&lt;/span&gt;". =.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chantale finally called. but i didn't have an umbrella with me. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Since one of her friend is tagging along, and he have an umbrella, Chantale asked him to buy ticket and come in to pass the ticket. Chantale came, we went to the locker and i took my umbrella out and went to find Eileen they all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We seated at one of the bench with shelter, then one crew came over and tell us to move to a bigger shelter as there were lightning. Hence, we move to the indoor arcard. Played the hoop thingy. Didn't win anything. See the rain starts to drizzle, we decided to go the Haunted house. but only Eileen, PeiYi, YunRu and I went. YunRu was very brave by saying, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i go in, i will scare the ghost rather than they scare me.&lt;/span&gt;" butbut, ended up, YunRu was the first one who back out. Hahas, so the rest of us continue the journey in the Haunted house. It was scary indeed. I keep looking at the floor, hence didn't have a chance to look at those "fake ghost/vampire" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk around, and we queue up for the Pirate Ship. Waited very long, and the crew told us that they will take very long to test the ship. Hence, we proceed to other games. At 4:30, we then start our games in Escape Theme Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, i regret sitting at the last row during the Pirate Ship ride. I cried okay. I was so scare that i keep grabbing Chantale hand and i can hear her telling me, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dont scare&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, alright, so we keep going cycle for the games and we leave the place at 8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back Jurong Point for dinner. Girlfriends were all very hungry. Once we reach kopitiam, we quick buy food and gobble down. Whatever we bought, we find it very nice. Too hungry to comment it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the new bus, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;241&lt;/span&gt; and head back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired, but i still try to stay awake to use my new notebook! Hahas, still, i'm not use to Window Vista and New version of MSN.&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/6947201902875683181-6310383345918645219?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6310383345918645219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6310383345918645219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6310383345918645219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6310383345918645219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-im-here-to-post-about-girlfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sb56YY03gSI/AAAAAAAABtM/Lqmb9xbfaO4/s72-c/Photo123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-7876119370364436170</id><published>2009-03-14T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:45:44.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heyhey&lt;/span&gt;! I'm back to blog again. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zai&lt;/span&gt; nu staying at home... doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;house chores&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thursday, 12/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Singapore Polytechnic for enrollment with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeslyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YaWen&lt;/span&gt;. Yeahs, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; finally a SP student! :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i got the shirt! Yeahs, the enrollment summary stated the estimate time for each station, like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fiance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ez&lt;/span&gt;-link and etc... but.. both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jes&lt;/span&gt; and me spend less than 5 minutes for each station &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luhs&lt;/span&gt;.. So fast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cannn&lt;/span&gt;~ It a good thing you see, no need to wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, after that, sign up for that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt; (Freshman Orientation Camp, if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not wrong) for School of Design students.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yawen&lt;/span&gt; to buy notebook from Fujitsu. Then they went to configure their notebook while me waited for them in the waiting room. So damn boring inside~&lt;br /&gt;Finally done, we head back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point. Put things at Surfers Paradise, and we went for our lunch at Long John Silver. Shop around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point, then both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jes&lt;/span&gt; and me went back home, while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yawen&lt;/span&gt; go for work.&lt;br /&gt;and my day ends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday, 13/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvUqI9GGTI/AAAAAAAABr8/KetYNzAJQQg/s1600-h/SI850952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313074005836962098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvUqI9GGTI/AAAAAAAABr8/KetYNzAJQQg/s320/SI850952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvXZFk4leI/AAAAAAAABsE/XLrDxApSl6I/s1600-h/SI850962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313077011407214050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvXZFk4leI/AAAAAAAABsE/XLrDxApSl6I/s320/SI850962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Gala Dinner at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deyi&lt;/span&gt; Secondary School, by the Military Band. It was like a fund raising by them, as they are going oversea for some competition. Alright, can say it was like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; wedding dinner. The food they served is all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; dish. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the fun thing is, our table is full of surprise! First is the vinegar spilled on the table. Next is the food dropped on the table, (cause we were using chopstick), then the drink spilled on the table, followed by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;utensil&lt;/span&gt; dropped on floor! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, its full of surprise &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luhs&lt;/span&gt;, don't know what will happen next. :)&lt;br /&gt;It was a 9 course meal, including dessert. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvaKVUZCVI/AAAAAAAABsM/MvoW8FsiS3o/s1600-h/SI850963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313080056469850450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvaKVUZCVI/AAAAAAAABsM/MvoW8FsiS3o/s320/SI850963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvczlNFg4I/AAAAAAAABsk/QXC15CrzmQ4/s1600-h/SI850961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082964132070274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvczlNFg4I/AAAAAAAABsk/QXC15CrzmQ4/s320/SI850961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvUEGO18bI/AAAAAAAABr0/0Tv4O5qlQnM/s1600-h/SI850957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313073352271065522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvUEGO18bI/AAAAAAAABr0/0Tv4O5qlQnM/s320/SI850957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sbva417ZR2I/AAAAAAAABsU/QrTw7EGGUAg/s1600-h/SI850975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313080855497361250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sbva417ZR2I/AAAAAAAABsU/QrTw7EGGUAg/s320/SI850975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, Mavis from Campus Superstar was the guest singer of the day. I don't think there were any supporter, as the atmosphere is very very weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sbvb072EEmI/AAAAAAAABsc/QqfsNgoTmrc/s1600-h/SI850966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313081887877763682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sbvb072EEmI/AAAAAAAABsc/QqfsNgoTmrc/s320/SI850966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mavis&lt;/span&gt; was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, brother came and fetch me.. Then we went to fetch sister. It is a nice thing seeing the siblings going home together. :D I was shocked by mum when i alight from the car at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt;, seeing her standing at the window. For people who know where i live, should understand how scary it is at night. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saturday, 14/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy notebook with mum, brother and sister. Since brother is a IT consultant, i should leave the notebook to him. Bought my laptop and went to install the wireless network in SP. After that, we went to SIM for our lunch. Went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point to buy our daily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt; and we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing, i can only use my new notebook tomorrow. It needs to be charged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;em&gt;Don't be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mistaken&lt;/span&gt; by that Dear from my previous post. I got no boyfriend alright. Friends who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; close with will know who this person is. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-7876119370364436170?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7876119370364436170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=7876119370364436170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7876119370364436170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/7876119370364436170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/heyhey-im-back-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbvUqI9GGTI/AAAAAAAABr8/KetYNzAJQQg/s72-c/SI850952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-419115090114586029</id><published>2009-03-06T23:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:16:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeahhh~&lt;br /&gt;Dear said i'm going to be a zai nu if i continue to stay at home and not going out. Then, yesterday night, darling phoned me and ask me out for dinner tonight. Her reason for this dinner is, "You shouldn't keep staying at home, you will go crazy one day." Lols, both wanted me to go out, butbutbut~ where to find the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, met clique today in the afternoon, purpose is to pass WeiYang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt; for the Gala dinner. Since i won't be going for band tomorrow. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it will always be like that if none of us is rushing to somewhere else. Thought just pass the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt; and will be back home, but we took 4hours happily chatting. *laugh* Both Kaarthigan and me told our parent that we will be back around 10 minutes, but we took 4 hours plus to get back home. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when talking about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;, Kaarthigan, Amirah and I will say, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am so broke&lt;/span&gt;!" None of us is working. At least i'm not the only one no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and it really hurt paying for the dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked from 12 to 2, then we had lunch at macdonald. After having our lunch, we head to Giant to buy kinderJoy. hahas, i wanted it luhs, they accompanied me to buy that. :D Then we went to macdonald again, and fix the "surprise". took few photo and rested till 4 plus, then we say bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFJqlRjLaI/AAAAAAAABrE/_gG-Duc8wb4/s1600-h/Photo075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310106431555579298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFJqlRjLaI/AAAAAAAABrE/_gG-Duc8wb4/s320/Photo075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310106434234543298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFJqvQQ7MI/AAAAAAAABrM/kT4dTjyiFks/s320/Photo080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, rest awhile, mum asked me to sweep the floor. I'm like so sweaty already and told mum today off luhs, and she said, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Off uhs? then minus from your pay lorhs&lt;/span&gt;" hahas, i'm working as a part time maid by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sweeping the floor, i went to wrap my babies. Since i'm going to display them out at the top of the cupboard, i don't want them to wear a layer of dust. So i bought wrapping papers and wrap them up. Look as though someone gave me present uh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310106913058882178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFKGnA4goI/AAAAAAAABrU/5aM63T0I8JQ/s320/Photo086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then 6 plus, went down to Jurong Point to meet gfs. Since they asked me out for dinner. Yeahs, i got my pay. hahas, so i'm able to have dinner outside. :D Initially wanted to eat Long John Silver, but fulled, so we head to Jia Xiang Mee for our dinner. Walk around Jurong Point and bought something at Chamelon. Went back home at 9 plus 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310105618651176674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFI7Q-CXuI/AAAAAAAABq0/axTA4ee-q1c/s320/Photo089.jpg" /&gt;Dear, don't say i become zai nu le hors. I went out already! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6947201902875683181-419115090114586029?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/419115090114586029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=419115090114586029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/419115090114586029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/419115090114586029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeahhh-dear-said-im-going-to-be-zai-nu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SbFJqlRjLaI/AAAAAAAABrE/_gG-Duc8wb4/s72-c/Photo075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-5606287805537738771</id><published>2009-03-01T00:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:47:54.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SallR_FA0TI/AAAAAAAABqE/f560vyeDuIw/s1600-h/pissed-off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307884995497480498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SallR_FA0TI/AAAAAAAABqE/f560vyeDuIw/s320/pissed-off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, just had a conflict with sister not long ago, and she is now sleeping in the living room. Nice one uhs! Seriously, i bet a lot of people will be dying unknowingly if her way of handling things doesn't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307906133809567506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/Sal4gZbWFxI/AAAAAAAABqM/X-b_KZDrg1A/s320/Photo055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays! So today is Saturday, Band practice. Woke up, brush up and off to meet clique, and head our way to BLSS. Then slack inside the office awhile, since they are doing warm up. Then sectional, doing nothing much also, cause khang woei is taking them. Alright, lend them my phone to order KFC delivery, and waited to have our lunch. Lunch together in the canteen, it is fun to talk about our past. :D We should continue that spirit alright, Saxophonist! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 plus 2, leave the band to meet my darling. She got 2 free movie tickets, so she called me and ask if i want to watch movie with her. Oh well, of cause i will okay! Miss her so much luhs! =X So we met at Golden Village, bought our tickets, Marley and Me at 3:30, then we off for our window shopping. Because my money was spend on that KFC, i left $1.50 in my pocket. Pathetic alright. Walk around, went to find Eileen and YunRu at Surfers Paradise. Chat abit, and we were so agitated when talking about our Polytechnic enrollment. *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk around, and head to 7-eleven to buy big gulp and went for our movie. It was indeed a nice movie. I don't like that last part, when Marley dies, because it make me drop my tears! *arrrggg* and i envy that male lead alright, can keep changing his house and cars and furniture! You will know what i mean if you watch it. *giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for window shopping, and went back home at 7 plus. Reach home, have my dinner and domm!, i fall asleep. Call me pig, i don't mind. *laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-5606287805537738771?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5606287805537738771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=5606287805537738771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5606287805537738771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5606287805537738771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/alright-just-had-conflict-with-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SallR_FA0TI/AAAAAAAABqE/f560vyeDuIw/s72-c/pissed-off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2194579547804267045</id><published>2009-02-27T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:56:09.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SagPb-sPTmI/AAAAAAAABp8/v87xAD9eQtE/s1600-h/Sophia6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307509134215564898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SagPb-sPTmI/AAAAAAAABp8/v87xAD9eQtE/s320/Sophia6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guardian angel is not with Sophia today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is definitely not a day for me. I should have read some articles, whether i should go out or not. I'm so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, made an appointment with mum to go for a medical check-up because of Singapore Polytechnic. So yeahs, woke up earlier than usual. Brush up and off to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Medical Centre, which is beside the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frontier&lt;/span&gt; library. So we make out way there, registered and wait for everything to be done. I hate to wait! Both my mum and I don't like to wait. Both of us never go to polyclinic before, we always go to our family clinic. If not because Singapore Poly need our X-Ray, i guess i won't even step into polyclinic. =.=&lt;br /&gt;So yeahs, we waited and waited. From 11p.m till 1p.m. Wait for a very nice 2 hours! Furthermore, the nurses are like giving attitude. (Just tell me straight you want to go for lunch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luhs&lt;/span&gt;! *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garrrr&lt;/span&gt;*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after the 2 precious hours of ours, we decided to have our breakfast cum lunch at the Cafe, located in the library. Ordered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt;, and i forget that we have to collect our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; after seeing our number being screened. So yeah, when mum told me that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; is ready, the number has already turn 3, whereby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ours&lt;/span&gt; is 2. So yups, i went up and collect that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; from that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; man, and he is giving me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bad service&lt;/span&gt; alright?! I did said sorry to you, didn't i? Hell you giving me this kind of attitude! So yeahs, my lunch is ruined by that stupid service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lunch, we head our walk to the 243W bus-stop. We have to cross traffic light you see, and i &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;did press&lt;/span&gt; the button okay! But very nice angel, who let an uncle, don't know how to drive, drive till he is stopping at the lane where people suppose to cross. So yup, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; stuck&lt;/span&gt;, waiting for green light to let that stupid car move. Waited for the green man to appear again, and this time round, i &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;didn't press&lt;/span&gt; that button. So yeah, green man didn't appear. Damn it alright! So yeahs, waited again. Finally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; able to cross the road. ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bad enough, when we were about to reach that bus-stop, bus 234W appear, and when we were about a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt; away, the bus went off. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I gave up totally&lt;/span&gt;. So we waited for the bus again.&lt;br /&gt;Alighted from the bus, i head my way to hair salon and mum head her way home. Yeahs, as i said earlier, i wanted to cut my fringe. So i went to cut my fringe. and and and, blame myself for not saying clearly. I should have just tell that person to cut bangs, and i shall style it myself. Now, everything is ruined. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luhs&lt;/span&gt;! Damn pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, i finally got my phone bill and i exceed the amount. Mum is blaming me for exceeding. Then i told myself, couldn't be, i got free incoming all day and unlimited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;, how can i exceed my bill? So i took that bill over and look. Shit it alright, my contract is up, and they only gave me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;500 free &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this month. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the reason why i will exceed my bill. Stupid enough, and mum is blaming me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arrrggg&lt;/span&gt;~* My angels, where are you? Why didn't you look after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Never mind&lt;/span&gt;, Tomorrow will be a better day!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2194579547804267045?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2194579547804267045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2194579547804267045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2194579547804267045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2194579547804267045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/imghttpi144.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SagPb-sPTmI/AAAAAAAABp8/v87xAD9eQtE/s72-c/Sophia6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-2215747611600238426</id><published>2009-02-26T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:26:55.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaV4UgpmiRI/AAAAAAAABp0/uxcYRQOdzmA/s1600-h/Image018+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306780029683140882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaV4UgpmiRI/AAAAAAAABp0/uxcYRQOdzmA/s320/Image018+(5).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like cutting my fringe.... How to cut back this fringe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-2215747611600238426?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2215747611600238426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=2215747611600238426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2215747611600238426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/2215747611600238426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/feel-like-cutting-my-fringe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaV4UgpmiRI/AAAAAAAABp0/uxcYRQOdzmA/s72-c/Image018+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-180378052374567856</id><published>2009-02-25T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:29:40.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singapore Polytechnic Enrollment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaVqxpu2zbI/AAAAAAAABps/P68vSJ_4EO8/s1600-h/Photo029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306765137174515122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaVqxpu2zbI/AAAAAAAABps/P68vSJ_4EO8/s320/Photo029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i received this letter last saturday. Today is the starting date of online pre-enrollment and is giving me hell. Due to the fact that i don't know anything about my family status, like the monthly income and stuff. I was so panicky doing all those updates with my mum, since she is also unsure about it. The most stupidest thing is that, i thought it is like our JAE application, whereby there is a time limit. So i quick type, once i logged in. Till i like, giving up half-way, i then realised that i can go back to the main menu and logged out! *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, say me stupid alright. So yeahs, logged out after submitting my step 1, (with quite alot of unsure information) and messaged my sister for help.&lt;br /&gt;She helped me by coming home early tonight, and guided me along from step 2 to 5. Alright, blame me for being too relied on my siblings and not reading the enrollment guide. *Opps* like, it is so thick that my mind just couldn't concentrate reading it. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i'm done with my online pre-enrollment. Up next is the medical check up, and the enrollment at SP. Hoho, seriously, i can't wait till school starts, and the freshman week! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-180378052374567856?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/180378052374567856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=180378052374567856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/180378052374567856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/180378052374567856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/singapore-polytechnic-enrollment.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SaVqxpu2zbI/AAAAAAAABps/P68vSJ_4EO8/s72-c/Photo029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-752680245669701093</id><published>2009-02-24T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:17:21.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If dye-ing our hair will influence the students, why did the teachers dye their hair in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-752680245669701093?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/752680245669701093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=752680245669701093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/752680245669701093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/752680245669701093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-note-if-dye-ing-our-hair-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-4056155023960084400</id><published>2009-02-14T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:34:42.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Hope all the couples had a great day today!&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, cherish your parther and appreciate what they did for you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbaTUdXCYI/AAAAAAAABpE/QSKPrpkF2t4/s1600-h/Photo005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302665636719561090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbaTUdXCYI/AAAAAAAABpE/QSKPrpkF2t4/s200/Photo005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbaTngCosI/AAAAAAAABpM/N6kEXRAxZHc/s1600-h/Photo007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302665641831080642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbaTngCosI/AAAAAAAABpM/N6kEXRAxZHc/s200/Photo007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i did all the presents and stuff for like... 8 hours? Seriously, i will not think of doing a ferrero rochers as a flower again. It sucks! I stuck at doing it for like... 5 pathetic hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbyU30RZHI/AAAAAAAABpU/HbX-lae0nkc/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302692051669836914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbyU30RZHI/AAAAAAAABpU/HbX-lae0nkc/s200/DSC00493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, but is it nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lols, did yellow flowers for my gfs too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, slept at 4 plus, and 5 plus... my phone rang~! Message. =.= Seriously, i hate people messaging me at mid-night. As my phone message ringtone will repeat every 2 minutes! ZzzZzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 plus, and quickly dress up. Went to meet clique and head for band together....&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with GFs at BenTenCafe. Well, very lame lunch. Ate finish, buy something and all go separate ways. =.= Went back band for i-don't-know-why. Waited for them to end band. Then walk to PM with the ex-cos. Like, talk talk, sit... then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pathetic Valentine's day i had. Stupid! I hate that guy who stood me up today! ****!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day. :D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i can't wait till april, when i can go to my campus! &amp;amp; i can't wait for the freshman camp! He is the Camp Chief! Hohoho, we will be under him! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-4056155023960084400?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4056155023960084400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=4056155023960084400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4056155023960084400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/4056155023960084400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-d-hope-all-couples.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SZbaTUdXCYI/AAAAAAAABpE/QSKPrpkF2t4/s72-c/Photo005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-3565761751371162763</id><published>2009-02-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:20:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hoho&lt;/span&gt;, finally come to this address, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i don't know what to write here. But just feel like typing something here. I guess no reader would bother to visit this blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; happy on 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Jan 2009, when MOE send the message to me. I was posted to the course and school that i really want. Interior Design at SP, and i can't wait till 14 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; when school really starts! Time faster past please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back Malaysia for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; as usual. Went to mother's side there. Reach there, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;angpaos&lt;/span&gt; is immediately one. I don't even know who gave me and who haven't give. Too many people giving at one time cause this kind of problem. Many cousins are complaining too. =X&lt;br /&gt;So we thought of an idea, whereby all the adults should queue up to give &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;angpaos&lt;/span&gt;. :D*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, was kind of addicted to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MAHJONG&lt;/span&gt;. Since i played this for 2 days with my cousins, and seriously, i haven touch poker yet this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back Singapore on the 3rd day. Grandma gave each of the monkey a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;angpao&lt;/span&gt; for passing 'O' and getting good grades. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall upload some pictures when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really have the mood to click on this web again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, i went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kukup&lt;/span&gt; with dad, mum and dad's friends. Went there just to put the fireworks and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;firecrackers&lt;/span&gt;. It was a very boring trip, as i didn't had the chance to put fireworks nor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;crackers&lt;/span&gt;, and all i did there was sleep and watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zzzz&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, this will be my first and last trip with dad's friends. Can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; all the uncles and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hooosh&lt;/span&gt;! I'm from a well-background family please. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO SMOKING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back Singapore the next day. Again, stayed at home, eat. sleep. watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and use computer. Daily routine goes like this. I didn't find any jobs. Was plain too lazy to look for jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Many people envy this kind of life, but seriously, staying at home isn't as good as what you think of. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, went for band on either Fri or Sat. But seriously, now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; tired of going. If any of the ex-member see my blog, i have to say, Sorry, i broke the promise. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's on next Saturday. Wonder if he could make it. If no, then i will be utterly disappointed. But no choice, who ask him to be a busy man. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HAPPY15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY to WEI &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SHILING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt;, didn't wish you on the day itself. Blame me for my forgetfulness. =X Yeahs, hope you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luhs&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-3565761751371162763?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3565761751371162763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=3565761751371162763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3565761751371162763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/3565761751371162763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoho-finally-come-to-this-address-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1660318155869535189</id><published>2009-01-16T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:05:03.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASS MY GEOGRAPHY for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;Hoho! Kind of shocked luhs! Wonder what will Mr.Lim thinks? Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got back my result, and i cried. I am dissapointed with my result, yet happy with it. I pass all my subject, but the points is not what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of happy when i get home. Almost all my relatives, even from malaysia, called and ask about my result. They are happy for me, as i didn't study much, and able to get such a mark, is really very good already, plus i pass all my subject. My family also statisfied with it. but i still dissapoint my mum for not getting 16 points. *OUCH* But mum really is in high mood cause my point couldn't get into JC. LOLs, weird mum indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, really can't compare with my cousin. With L1R5, 6 points. Guess after minusing her CCA, she scored 4 points. ZzzzZzz... * CRIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, submitted my JAE. Hope i can get into the course i want. I want to be his real junior! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1660318155869535189?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1660318155869535189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1660318155869535189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1660318155869535189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1660318155869535189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-pass-my-geography-for-first-time-hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-6206761478600242641</id><published>2008-11-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:15:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry if i said things too frankly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;28 November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Meet out with online friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, met this male friend of mine, Mark, in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;. He lived in Malaysia, and yesterday he came to Singapore for holiday. His cousin and I thought of meeting out, since it is quite a rare opportunities to know overseas friends. So we meet out at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked along &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chantale&lt;/span&gt; to accompany me, as i will feel a bit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; if i go alone. Went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; and waited at them at the traffic light, since they were still shopping. Waited awhile and saw them coming. Well, it strange, i can see Mark directly from the crowd, even though his cousin was waving at us. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;! So we walked and went to "The Mind Cafe". A total of 6 people including Mark's siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we sat down and started with games. It is a cafe that let customer to play board games.&lt;br /&gt;We had this package which is free flow of drinks and game and it cost 5dollars. Alright, we had ice-breaking at the beginning. Luckily Mark's cousin is there to make the environment more comfortable. :) Then we played board games like, "The animals", "The duck", "Guns and Cash", and many more. (It not the board games real name. :) ) Mark should learn from his siblings to be more daring.&lt;br /&gt;Play, play and play, feel a bit boring already, hence we leave that place at 4 plus. Then we went on separate way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When for a small shopping and waited for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AhZhe&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chantale&lt;/span&gt;. Then they send me to the station, and said bye to them.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 6. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just feel that time spent together is just too short. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i won't be blogging about Graduation Night, since Girlfriends had uploaded photo in their blog. So yeah, i save the time of uploading same photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-6206761478600242641?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6206761478600242641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=6206761478600242641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6206761478600242641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/6206761478600242641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-if-i-said-things-too-frankly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-5858446866119839677</id><published>2008-11-26T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:36:11.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;22nd November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Trip to Malaysia. Day One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, went in Malaysia for my grandma birthday celebration. First time all of our family members went in. We waited for brother to reach Singapore from China, then dad drive us to Malaysia. All went including my brother's girlfriend too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaved house at 12 plus and reach 2nd aunt house at 3 plus. Took a quick lunch and a short break, then we headed to 5th aunt house to bath and get changed. After that, all my cousins were ready and 5th aunt drove us to the restaurant. I forget what is the restaurant name.&lt;br /&gt;First time all our relatives came, including grandma's siblings and cousins. So a total of 15 tables were booked.&lt;br /&gt;5th aunt and us were the first to reach. So we chose a table and sat down, and wait for everyone to reach. It was really very chaos as there were many kids. Then everybody settled down and start our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;My table only have 5 kids including my sister and I. I don't why 6th aunt still bring food from other table to our table. Making us couldn't finish the rest of the food. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;Brother's table was the most noisy. All the guys including my uncle were drinking wine. All became so high and make the whole place look so chaotic. But it was really fun with them playing around. :) (You won't know the fun unless you are there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I took many photos with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwzmZImARI/AAAAAAAABhI/pZv7oJatv-4/s1600-h/SI850432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272645998418985234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwzmZImARI/AAAAAAAABhI/pZv7oJatv-4/s200/SI850432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwxMnbFimI/AAAAAAAABgw/-M3mGtLeO9M/s1600-h/SI850414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272643356554791522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwxMnbFimI/AAAAAAAABgw/-M3mGtLeO9M/s200/SI850414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272644083581008786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwx27zpO5I/AAAAAAAABg4/nWhu7Pro1dA/s200/SI850430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cousin YaoWei ; Cousin Li Yi ; Cousin Li Ling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwzL_n8k_I/AAAAAAAABhA/WgganKDlnhQ/s1600-h/SI850437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272645544894567410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwzL_n8k_I/AAAAAAAABhA/WgganKDlnhQ/s200/SI850437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwwsXfJlkI/AAAAAAAABgo/xEvfb7wi9FQ/s1600-h/SI850411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272642802521052738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwwsXfJlkI/AAAAAAAABgo/xEvfb7wi9FQ/s200/SI850411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is my real god sis, Melissa ; Cousin Mark &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwwN4eEOhI/AAAAAAAABgg/ja4wiSM4dkY/s1600-h/SI850398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272642278798932498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwwN4eEOhI/AAAAAAAABgg/ja4wiSM4dkY/s200/SI850398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The "Monkey" Year. That why i say i'm in a very competitive year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwvmYKdeVI/AAAAAAAABgY/_q0zLPjCCzQ/s1600-h/SI850384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272641600111868242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwvmYKdeVI/AAAAAAAABgY/_q0zLPjCCzQ/s200/SI850384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cousins&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwvmYKdeVI/AAAAAAAABgY/_q0zLPjCCzQ/s1600-h/SI850384.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a family photo. First time seeing all my grandma's Son, Daughter-In-Laws, Daughter, Son-In-Laws there for the celebration. So we must grab this chance and take a photo! :)&lt;br /&gt;Grandchildren and great grandchildren took the photo with grandma too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw0iQ4lt-I/AAAAAAAABhQ/VAgai9emKvs/s1600-h/SI850447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647026996525026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw0iQ4lt-I/AAAAAAAABhQ/VAgai9emKvs/s200/SI850447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw17RgUNNI/AAAAAAAABhY/QO09IGe1X_8/s1600-h/SI850448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648556171506898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw17RgUNNI/AAAAAAAABhY/QO09IGe1X_8/s200/SI850448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw2mBsnUeI/AAAAAAAABhg/IADXq-imBuM/s1600-h/SI850454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649290662498786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw2mBsnUeI/AAAAAAAABhg/IADXq-imBuM/s200/SI850454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma and all her children ; Grandma plus all her in-laws ; Grandma and all the grands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything is done, all went back to 2nd aunt to see if there is further activity. Knowing that all is leaving to different places, 5th aunt drove us back to her house.&lt;br /&gt;We then bathed and sleep. Reach home at 12. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;23rd November 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2nd day in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very fed-up by my dad. Was kinda furious as all the toiletries is with my Sister, and i can't brush my teeth! Yet dad keep rushing me! DAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;Had a quick bath and 5th aunt drove us to 2nd aunt house. Everyone was there for the breakfast. I hate this moment. Cause i won't have the space or choice of food left for me. So i took a few mouth of rice and went to the living to watch TV. Well, i was feeling so fed-up that i don't feel hungry. Went to the last room to play with my cousins, nieces and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is so damn cute luhs! and my small cousins. Hahas, they really make my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw7Ji8dqyI/AAAAAAAABiI/nFZPUWuSwvk/s1600-h/SI850467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272654298929277730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw7Ji8dqyI/AAAAAAAABiI/nFZPUWuSwvk/s200/SI850467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw-wmvaI0I/AAAAAAAABi4/QyYFTVl_nsg/s1600-h/SI850495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272658268498043714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw-wmvaI0I/AAAAAAAABi4/QyYFTVl_nsg/s200/SI850495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw-Jx9ZGII/AAAAAAAABiw/S7V0xE7cU5U/s1600-h/SI850490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272657601494587522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw-Jx9ZGII/AAAAAAAABiw/S7V0xE7cU5U/s200/SI850490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is Cousin Jovan. Very naughty yet very cute. 真是又爱又恨&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is the youngest cousin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw8179q_cI/AAAAAAAABig/CZkX5ZvA3aU/s1600-h/SI850478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272656161071103426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw8179q_cI/AAAAAAAABig/CZkX5ZvA3aU/s200/SI850478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is cousin Joel, Jovan's brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw9gOf1f8I/AAAAAAAABio/VoqTNe5BdDA/s1600-h/SI850485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272656887600742338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw9gOf1f8I/AAAAAAAABio/VoqTNe5BdDA/s200/SI850485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;em&gt; is nephew Ethan. Very handsome alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw8YfRIR7I/AAAAAAAABiY/82nNkxfU0Js/s1600-h/SI850477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272655655151880114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw8YfRIR7I/AAAAAAAABiY/82nNkxfU0Js/s200/SI850477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw71ISStjI/AAAAAAAABiQ/IOdyY2mh4Yc/s1600-h/SI850471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272655047687321138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw71ISStjI/AAAAAAAABiQ/IOdyY2mh4Yc/s200/SI850471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is nephew Evan, Ethan's brother. He is very cute! So chubby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the the real Birthday Celebration for grandma. We took the cake out and sang birthday songs for her. :) Can see that my grandma is very happy this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4JkYDHHI/AAAAAAAABho/4t3usmYYlpQ/s1600-h/SI850455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272651000778529906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4JkYDHHI/AAAAAAAABho/4t3usmYYlpQ/s200/SI850455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma's birthday cake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4KfCevAI/AAAAAAAABhw/RGhGYKFmO2k/s1600-h/SI850458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272651016525757442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4KfCevAI/AAAAAAAABhw/RGhGYKFmO2k/s200/SI850458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4LP1jFoI/AAAAAAAABh4/vipu_oTpzJo/s1600-h/SI850460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272651029624854146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw4LP1jFoI/AAAAAAAABh4/vipu_oTpzJo/s200/SI850460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw6k3VW1DI/AAAAAAAABiA/EeDrgRdfoCA/s1600-h/SI850464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272653668747236402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw6k3VW1DI/AAAAAAAABiA/EeDrgRdfoCA/s200/SI850464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing ; wish ; cut.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 12 and small aunt drove us to shopping mall to shop. Then 1 plus, small aunt drove us to Hair Salon as Sister had a booking for rebonding. Reach there, my aunt ask me to have a treatment there too, cause my hair is very dry. So my cousin told one guy if he is free to help me do treatment and cut. Waited awhile, he then come and serve me. I then realise he is the director of the Hair Salon. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Alright, initially i just want to do treatment. But that director keep brain wash my mind to do rebonding. Say their Hair Salon is having a promotion now. If 2 people do rebonding, the other person will receive a free treatment. Say, say, say, so i called my mum and ask if i can do. Mum said can so i did rebonding again. =.= It cost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;270&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rm!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was kind of enjoying my life, as there were 4 guy serving me. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt; helped to apply the chemical and do the straightening. I like him cause of his height. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi Qiang&lt;/span&gt; help to wash my hair and blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Simon&lt;/span&gt;, the director, help to cut my hair. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;I like that Marcus, he wash hair very comfortable, just that he speak very soft. I keep "Huh?" to him, making me feel so embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my rebonding ended earlier than my sister, whereby she started earlier than me. Hahas, waited and waited, then 5th aunt-husband drove us to Malacca to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw_KHTF-GI/AAAAAAAABjA/kav9OzCmLbI/s1600-h/SI850501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272658706734381154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw_KHTF-GI/AAAAAAAABjA/kav9OzCmLbI/s200/SI850501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sunset in Malacca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate "Lulu" which is like a steamboat, but the base is the satay sauce. The food is still edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw_sf9X4oI/AAAAAAAABjI/uk5tUBOijMA/s1600-h/SI850504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272659297469719170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSw_sf9X4oI/AAAAAAAABjI/uk5tUBOijMA/s200/SI850504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Small aunt and her husband bring us 4 girls to the "Jonker Walk". Its just like the night market in Singapore. But there were many many stalls, and the things they sell really attract us. Hahas. Did a name tag. It was so much cheaper compared to Singapore. +D&lt;br /&gt;We only walked half of the night market, but seeing the sky turning darker and darker, we decided to leave. Reach home at 11 plus. Bathed and sleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;24th November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3rd day in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we went to a coffee shop with my mum, grandma and 4th aunt. After that 5th aunt drove us to Malacca again for further shopping. We went "Datang Pahlawan" (i don't know if its the shopping mall's name). It just like IMM. Very big, but the shop like...&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and bought nothing. We then went to the other shopping mall, which is just directly opposite of "Datang Pahlawan" and have our lunch there. We ate Sushi King. Believe me, their Sushi set meals price is the same as the price in Ichiban Singapore. Oh man! Order myself a set. :)&lt;br /&gt;Total of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;208&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with 7 people eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lunch, we went back "Datang Pahlawan" and continued our shopping. Finally bought something, a jeans skirt. Then no more shop to see, hence we went back to the opposite shopping mall. Walked around and see. All very tired of walking already, so we sat at the hall of the shopping mall, while waiting for my cousin's PSP memory card to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Leave Malacca at 6:30. Reach muar at 7 plus. Ate our dinner with small aunt, her husband, mum and grandma. After that, small aunt's husband drove us to go shopping again. Hahas, whole day we were shopping for clothes. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Then small aunt bought Satay and Ramly burger for us. Reach 5th aunt house at 10 plus and we ate our supper. Small aunt husband told me that i will love Ramely burger once i ate it, (cause i never eat it before) But well, i don't like that taste of Ramly burger. So uncle, you are wrong! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Chat awhile with small aunt, while queueing up for bath room and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;25th Novemember 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last day in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite early in the morning. Started to pack my bag after washing up. Waited for cousins to be all ready, then 5th aunt drove us to have our breakfast, Roti Prata.&lt;br /&gt;We went to 2 stalls and 2 stalls were not open that day. So we got no choice but go the the stall just outside 2nd aunt's house. Hahas. After that, 5th aunt drop us at her house while she went for work. Then Cousin LiLing drove us, My sister, Cousin LiYi and Me for shopping again. Hahas. Then it was about noon, hence we bought "Cha Siew" Rice for grandma, my mum, us, aunt and cousins. Total of 7 packet and 4 bubble tea. Then ate our lunch and waited for the car to come. The car came at 1:30. Its time for us to leave. Say bye to everyone and off to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 3:30. Unpacked staff and rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a tired but enjoying trip. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-5858446866119839677?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5858446866119839677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=5858446866119839677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5858446866119839677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/5858446866119839677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/22nd-november-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwzmZImARI/AAAAAAAABhI/pZv7oJatv-4/s72-c/SI850432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1563641094002196040</id><published>2008-11-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:02:16.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;14th November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trip to Botanic Garden with Girlfriends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwp1gr5UII/AAAAAAAABfI/pSb4Os606Mg/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272635263027859586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwp1gr5UII/AAAAAAAABfI/pSb4Os606Mg/s200/Image095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, our holiday planning trip. We went to Botanic garden to have our picnic. First time for us to have picnic together. It was indeed a different experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met 11 in the morning. We head our way to Commonwealth. Took bus 105(if i remember correctly) and reach our destination, Botanic Garden.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, and saw the Swan Lake. We were lucky to see the Swan, as my sister told me that the 2 Swan don't come out often. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwoneTJKaI/AAAAAAAABeY/0TqnYwh_ry8/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272633922357373346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwoneTJKaI/AAAAAAAABeY/0TqnYwh_ry8/s200/DSC03028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpC74GPtI/AAAAAAAABeo/QQ8cXv8YQ5E/s1600-h/DSC03031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634394153467602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpC74GPtI/AAAAAAAABeo/QQ8cXv8YQ5E/s200/DSC03031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpCNSkVfI/AAAAAAAABeg/gtrxFXQ0HWs/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634381648025074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpCNSkVfI/AAAAAAAABeg/gtrxFXQ0HWs/s200/DSC03029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwsewIwghI/AAAAAAAABfo/aM4I210fWBc/s1600-h/Photo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272638170573341202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwsewIwghI/AAAAAAAABfo/aM4I210fWBc/s200/Photo031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Swan Lake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, and found one big field. Saw few Caucasian having their picnic too! So we chose one place and sat down, then start our picnic!&lt;br /&gt;Eat, and play for awhile. Took a few pictures too! I saw that there were many food left, so i thought of playing "Secret Number", and we took Cheese as the punishment! YunRu said that cheese is nice, so if she lose, she will have to eat one whole piece, while the rest just eat half. Hoho, and YunRu ate 5 pieces of Cheese in total! OMG! From there onwards, we swear not to bring cheese for picnic again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwkKwhgTnI/AAAAAAAABeQ/7GKAaPqQswo/s1600-h/DSC03037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272629030986731122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwkKwhgTnI/AAAAAAAABeQ/7GKAaPqQswo/s200/DSC03037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwjmgCkmMI/AAAAAAAABeA/HzvJW2S1kTg/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628408086730946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwjmgCkmMI/AAAAAAAABeA/HzvJW2S1kTg/s200/Image074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwj4bJruhI/AAAAAAAABeI/5tUX4myjfEc/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628716012026386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwj4bJruhI/AAAAAAAABeI/5tUX4myjfEc/s200/Image066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo taking!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the sky started to be cloudy, hence, we start to pack our things. We quickly leave the field and find one shelter. Suddenly, "Rain drops keep falling on my head". Hahas, we rested at the shelter for awhile, and head our way out. Took group photo at the gate and went to the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwjM-eJN_I/AAAAAAAABd4/aeeiYXIdvT4/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272627969578842098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwjM-eJN_I/AAAAAAAABd4/aeeiYXIdvT4/s200/Image096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girlfriends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ask to wait for my sister as she is working in the Botanic Garden. So we waited at the bus-stop from 2 plus to 5:45. 3 hours of waiting, sitting at the stool, my butt really turn flat. Hahas. Thanks Girlfriends for waiting with me! Thanks girlfriends! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends then head their way back home by MRT, and my sister and I took bus to Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister finally bought her new phone. Then we head our way to Kopitiam and had our dinner together with family. Shop for a while, and dad drive Brother to his girlfriend's house, as they are flying the next day. Said bye and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpLv4hU4I/AAAAAAAABew/W87MmpPv9WI/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634545552839554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpLv4hU4I/AAAAAAAABew/W87MmpPv9WI/s200/DSC03035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwrzBNbNYI/AAAAAAAABfg/-Bqevx4-dr4/s1600-h/Photo024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272637419242075522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwrzBNbNYI/AAAAAAAABfg/-Bqevx4-dr4/s200/Photo024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwqPdmgcFI/AAAAAAAABfY/lz8uX6r0ciw/s1600-h/Winnie013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272635708876550226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwqPdmgcFI/AAAAAAAABfY/lz8uX6r0ciw/s200/Winnie013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwqBVB7vBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/V7S5O7wkfZY/s1600-h/Winnie015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272635466057497618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwqBVB7vBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/V7S5O7wkfZY/s200/Winnie015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpj1-WbFI/AAAAAAAABe4/LtTZIT3gAi4/s1600-h/DSC03036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634959504763986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpj1-WbFI/AAAAAAAABe4/LtTZIT3gAi4/s200/DSC03036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpkT6Y9fI/AAAAAAAABfA/Ar0yr0oO2LI/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634967541216754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwpkT6Y9fI/AAAAAAAABfA/Ar0yr0oO2LI/s200/Image036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;END~&lt;/span&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/6947201902875683181-1563641094002196040?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1563641094002196040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1563641094002196040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1563641094002196040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1563641094002196040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/14th-november-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwp1gr5UII/AAAAAAAABfI/pSb4Os606Mg/s72-c/Image095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6947201902875683181.post-1288069358160351639</id><published>2008-11-13T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:01:46.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;11 November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last day of papers, cum Steamboat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, finally my last paper ended here! Went home get changed and head down to Cassandra house for Karaok with YaWen. Sang till 4 plus and we leave Cassandra to Boon Lay Control Station to meet Girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at Woodlands to wait for Andy, then head to Ang Mo Kio for our steamboat. Jonathan is complaining for waiting too long. Cos he reached Ang Mo Kio at 5, while we reach there at 6. Hahas, Sorry! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down to the Steamboat place and have our dinner. Nothing to say about the food. Was kinda disappointed, and Girlfriends swear not to go that place again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwtKTu9cfI/AAAAAAAABfw/ZLEQptbtX5k/s1600-h/Photo017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272638918863188466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwtKTu9cfI/AAAAAAAABfw/ZLEQptbtX5k/s200/Photo017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu2R613aI/AAAAAAAABgA/cwbasTxuwUo/s1600-h/DSC01236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272640773802024354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu2R613aI/AAAAAAAABgA/cwbasTxuwUo/s200/DSC01236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steamboat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 13th Birthday to Xavier Ng Jie Kai!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Celebrated his birthday there too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu5aDDq6I/AAAAAAAABgQ/e0htNq8gq8M/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272640827523574690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu5aDDq6I/AAAAAAAABgQ/e0htNq8gq8M/s200/DSC03019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;12th November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Trip to Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Girlfriends planned to go Escape today. All were very excited and took 1 hour train to Pasir Ris. When we reached there, we saw the gate was closed! We then realise that Primary School is still having school, so its not officially School Holiday. DAMN IT! All leave the place with a disappointed face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to E!Hub. We slack over there for very long, and then decided to have our lunch there. Walk around and saw this "BBQ chicken" very attracting. So we walked into the restarant and have our lunch there. It was affordable and the food was really nice. All ordered the same except me. ZzZzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu2V1aZ1I/AAAAAAAABgI/kLmHmKGFSLE/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272640774852994898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwu2V1aZ1I/AAAAAAAABgI/kLmHmKGFSLE/s200/DSC03023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwuHKMaWuI/AAAAAAAABf4/cthn4HQ2sY8/s1600-h/Photo018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272639964274383586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwuHKMaWuI/AAAAAAAABf4/cthn4HQ2sY8/s200/Photo018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for very long and keep thinking where to go. But the time, already not many place left for us to go. So all decided to go home. Siok left us and the 4 of us took train back. On the way, we then decide to watch movie, "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sing to the dawn&lt;/span&gt;". So we bought our ticket and went in. It was still a "alright" movie. :)&lt;br /&gt;After that, all went back home with a sleepy face. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6947201902875683181-1288069358160351639?l=theword-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1288069358160351639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6947201902875683181&amp;postID=1288069358160351639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1288069358160351639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6947201902875683181/posts/default/1288069358160351639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-november-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08919322314190898042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SKVQwHpcxZI/AAAAAAAABKI/VKsRieTk_mM/S220/Image119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVubnn0gCa0/SSwtKTu9cfI/AAAAAAAABfw/ZLEQptbtX5k/s72-c/Photo017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
