<?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-9250334</id><updated>2011-09-17T22:00:31.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3814652103034950949</id><published>2011-02-21T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:55:17.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3814652103034950949?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3814652103034950949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3814652103034950949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3814652103034950949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3814652103034950949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4412288698469488317</id><published>2011-01-28T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:40:56.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The amazing moments in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Holding hands&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Finding a goal in life or something that you wanna do after graduation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friends who still say ‘ilu’ when you thought you totally sucked&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Resting on someone’s chest&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you realize everything’s gonna be okay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shopping and getting great buys&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Letting go and being happier (or moving on)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Great minds think alike&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sleeping like nobody’s business&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finding something that you thought’s gonna be lost for good&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Getting in touch with a long lost friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When classes are cancelled&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Doing something spontaneous and having more fun than expected&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Crying yourself to sleep and waking up to a beautiful weather&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Showers in the evening&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First time(s) (can be anything)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Random acts of kindness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sleeping on a rainy day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Falling in love and being loved back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When silence between two people is comfortable&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cuddles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Putting a smile on someone’s face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Overcoming the odds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheering and being cheered&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kisses on the forehead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Having all the time in the world to do whatever you enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspired by a post I saw on tumblr sometime back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4412288698469488317?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4412288698469488317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4412288698469488317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4412288698469488317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4412288698469488317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2011/01/amazing-moments-in-life-holding-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1038550035037740613</id><published>2010-12-21T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:50:19.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be amazing - show some feat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My phone is a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;It survived a seven-storey fall and is still INTACT and working PERFECTLY FINE.&lt;br /&gt;Can you even believe this?!&lt;br /&gt;Am amazed seriously, considering the loud boom I heard after it fell which kinda sound like a small explosion.&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, it got a very small chip at the bottom which means I can’t do trade next time boo.&lt;br /&gt;And this happened all because of me and my silly aspirations haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I learnt something from this – never be too greedy.&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering if this whole incident were to go on youtube, this phone’s gonna get a boost in sales for being so durable.&lt;br /&gt;And this effect may even be seen in their upcoming version next year.&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe it’s too far fetched cause I suspect it was the phone cover I’m using.&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading somewhere that it was made of some really tough material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 2 bad news in a day, or make it three.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not in the mood for Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any kind souls willing to treat me some comfort food?&lt;br /&gt;I promise I’ll feel better so it wouldn’t be a waste to spend some spare cash on me heh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1038550035037740613?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1038550035037740613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1038550035037740613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1038550035037740613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1038550035037740613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-phone-is-miracle-it-survived-seven.html' title='Be amazing - show some feat'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1513547086633868526</id><published>2010-09-19T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T23:28:25.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m having random thoughts of applying for homestay in a foreign land &amp;amp; whisking myself overseas for a week alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe longer.&lt;br /&gt;How cool and exciting is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess that shall remain a dream for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tmr btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1513547086633868526?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1513547086633868526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1513547086633868526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1513547086633868526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1513547086633868526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-having-random-thoughts-of-applying.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5724829336029521811</id><published>2010-08-18T21:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T18:00:30.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Monday, I was supposed to catch a movie if not for the fact that I forgot to bring my hp to work &amp;amp; totally missed the opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But things still worked out fine after that and we settled on Tuesday, but I left my wallet at home this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On top of that, I've been squinting my eyes at the com for two days because I couldn't find my specs anywhere around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On my way out to pack lunch, I heard my colleague sqealing behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned around thinking that a car was coming and KONK - the car gantry came crashing down on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This driver was totally appalled and stared hard at me with an incredulous look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet he must be thinking I was damn stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apart from feeling so embarassed, I couldn't help laughing at this whole silly incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It definitely felt like so much has happened recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could list down almost ten absurd/unfortunate/weird events that occurred ever since last Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZOMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5724829336029521811?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5724829336029521811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5724829336029521811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5724829336029521811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5724829336029521811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-monday-i-was-supposed-to-catch-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5547910676447026644</id><published>2010-08-16T09:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:59:29.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/TGie_c9_adI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DBqXUn_-v3Y/s1600/f250fa9f11faefee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505825357405579730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/TGie_c9_adI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DBqXUn_-v3Y/s320/f250fa9f11faefee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weekend was definitely crazy, but its all over now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a number of bad/unclucky experiences and one of them includes being stepped on the toe by this lady wearing wedges.&lt;br /&gt;My littlest toe started to feel burning hot &amp;amp; turned very red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It kinda swell a little too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to mention she didn't even offer an apology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily she wasn't in heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And because everything went wrong from the very start till the end of the four hours, I think I need to put in more than double the effort to prove my capabilities again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is so gonna be tough since I feel my laziness kicking in, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway I've decided to start a travel fund to save up for overseas trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone who is willing to contribute is most welcome :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K la, the above sentence is nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I doubt no one in the right mind would do that, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just for the sake of ending off this post, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So long till the next (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5547910676447026644?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5547910676447026644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5547910676447026644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5547910676447026644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5547910676447026644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-was-definitely-crazy-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/TGie_c9_adI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DBqXUn_-v3Y/s72-c/f250fa9f11faefee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-833156227657934562</id><published>2010-08-10T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:40:14.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's endin' I'm so not crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's now that time of the year where my hair is becoming so unruly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I so can't resist running my fingers through my hair, right from the top down &amp;amp; stopping at the middle to feel the waves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's quite a nice feeling, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well, I'm too bored in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superior isn't here and I'm done with my work this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And having said that, I'm feeling guilty too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You shd know what I mean since you're reading this, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The summer of 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only good memories are all those of Bt Timah i s'pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna be making my third trip there soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only disappointing thing is the summit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its all surrounded by trees now, so unlike ten years ago where we could look afar and see a good part of the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still remember seeing fireflies after sunset while going downhill during my first trip, how lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking forward to the third one this holiday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna say hello to all the snakes, monkeys, squirrels &amp;amp; lizards, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K bye off to catch up with some work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-833156227657934562?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/833156227657934562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=833156227657934562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/833156227657934562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/833156227657934562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/summers-endin-im-so-not-crying.html' title='Summer&apos;s endin&apos; I&apos;m so not crying'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3294179173129296168</id><published>2010-07-16T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:59:44.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fail oh-so-badly in the socialising department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It bothers the hell out of me sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3294179173129296168?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3294179173129296168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3294179173129296168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3294179173129296168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3294179173129296168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-art-thou.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-284143123120366153</id><published>2010-06-24T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:52:10.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;I am so disheartened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;And I hate having to wake up to the sound of my phone ringing every morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Not the alarm by the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;I'm getting sick of travelling &amp;amp; going for interviews.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Can anyone tell me if interviewees are expected to ask a lot of questions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Because I get interviewers asking me the same question repeatedly: Do you have any questions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;The thing I hate most about interviews is that the most appropriate answers and questions only come after the interview is over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Anyway it was funny how George asked if I’m violent because I joined muay thai as a CCA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Probably because he asked about trainings and I said it was fun and interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;He seemed quite taken aback, haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;Speaking of muay thai, I kinda miss those trainings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-284143123120366153?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/284143123120366153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=284143123120366153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/284143123120366153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/284143123120366153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-so-very-disheartened.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1819244961838626351</id><published>2010-05-17T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:42:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am secretly in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S_AuBP-yCxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/oVkL2ArRDks/s1600/8ff97ea9f2c77368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471924146259757842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S_AuBP-yCxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/oVkL2ArRDks/s320/8ff97ea9f2c77368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...with the bathroom in my house, especially when the sun shines in through the little windows above the shower.&lt;br /&gt;Everything just feels great &amp;amp; hopeful right then.&lt;br /&gt;Showers are therapeutic in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;Even when there’s no sun shining through the bathroom windows and it’s a totally different feeling altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I need some kinda plan for my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;But oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems to crash.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know the very first thing on my plan would be to clear up all my notes that are all over the house – living room, dining area, bro’s room and my room.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get all dusty and sweaty tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s hope I get my wish this holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1819244961838626351?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1819244961838626351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1819244961838626351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1819244961838626351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1819244961838626351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-secretly-in-love.html' title='I am secretly in love'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S_AuBP-yCxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/oVkL2ArRDks/s72-c/8ff97ea9f2c77368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2655644393394592779</id><published>2010-04-21T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:31:58.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU RAIN OR SHINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S83V8yilH1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/b3YmHRDzSuI/s1600/1a194d44d4a522c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462257163405958994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S83V8yilH1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/b3YmHRDzSuI/s320/1a194d44d4a522c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;I’m mad about them.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t mind having them everyday, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had a whole packet of fries to myself after dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it doesn’t help with all the stress I’m having from information overload.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hiatus from blogging shall end in MAY.&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO MUGGING.&lt;br /&gt;YES, AT THIS NOT SO EARTHLY HOUR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2655644393394592779?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2655644393394592779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2655644393394592779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2655644393394592779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2655644393394592779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you-rain-or-shine.html' title='I LOVE YOU RAIN OR SHINE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S83V8yilH1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/b3YmHRDzSuI/s72-c/1a194d44d4a522c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1495702161760557486</id><published>2010-01-09T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:14:49.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Status quo may not be the best - at least not in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;Things have never improved though there are times when it was good in the past.&lt;br /&gt;But it is better in a way now which you would probably never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think hard about why things are the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;But many things are not so clear anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I need to change.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more than you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1495702161760557486?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1495702161760557486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1495702161760557486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1495702161760557486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1495702161760557486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-for-everything.html' title='A time for everything'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6536728276425214296</id><published>2010-01-07T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:03:45.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S0W_KEVqZnI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xyfEVCJihfk/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423951505921828466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S0W_KEVqZnI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xyfEVCJihfk/s320/a.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S0W-lnk61VI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PvxTIMvV4bI/s1600-h/blackwhite.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its 2010 now.&lt;br /&gt;And the sad thing is I’ll be spending almost half of it on examinations.&lt;br /&gt;After exams it’ll be the holidays when I’m gonna get myself a job until sch reopens and a few months later, we’ll be counting down to 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the many 21st birthdays throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 hasn’t had anything much for me to reminisce about.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too memorable, but not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;The end was probably the best with gatherings, shopping and my self-declared break from school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow 2010 doesn’t feel like a brand new start.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I’m still in the midst of school term.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need something more exciting in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t figure out what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, cheers to a better year ahead! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6536728276425214296?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6536728276425214296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6536728276425214296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6536728276425214296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6536728276425214296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-its-2010-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/S0W_KEVqZnI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xyfEVCJihfk/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5883834236255397726</id><published>2009-12-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:01:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Szegm0bz1FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NgEYYZZDkWU/s1600-h/dd23128d6f6e3a64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419977265334441042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Szegm0bz1FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NgEYYZZDkWU/s200/dd23128d6f6e3a64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fact that I’m lazy really bothers me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it this way.&lt;br /&gt;But you know once you let loose for even one or two days, it’s hard to gain back the momentum.&lt;br /&gt;What’s more it’s the holiday period now with Christmas just over and new year coming next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got hooked to the com and did quite a bit of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that should settle my outfits for cny (:&lt;br /&gt;Probably a little too early, but no harm yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5883834236255397726?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5883834236255397726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5883834236255397726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5883834236255397726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5883834236255397726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/fact-that-im-lazy-really-bothers-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Szegm0bz1FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NgEYYZZDkWU/s72-c/dd23128d6f6e3a64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7192794064425956763</id><published>2009-12-25T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:07:36.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So recently I’ve developed a thing for eating tomatoes and dipping my food into tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew tomatoes were so tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about chilli sauce, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7192794064425956763?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7192794064425956763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7192794064425956763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7192794064425956763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7192794064425956763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-recently-ive-developed-thing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-890887719161843932</id><published>2009-12-24T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:30:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week I was browsing the various poly courses online with my bro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's grown so much now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very occasionally I do randomly miss the little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember there was a period where my mum used to do revision with him and he would cry when my mum flew into a temper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I would go into his room to comfort him whenever I hear his cries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then again, its a different experience now that he's a teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We would joke, talk and maybe go shopping with the family once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On monday the family went on a shopping trip to bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I didn't join them, just imagining them together makes me feel very much blessed because this shows we still spend time together and do things as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'm lucky because of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love them very much though there are times when I get irritated to the core by certain things, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its christmas eve today and somehow I'm still unable to get into the christmas mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait for cny next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope I get more angbao $$$ to replenish my depleting bank account!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-890887719161843932?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/890887719161843932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=890887719161843932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/890887719161843932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/890887719161843932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-week-i-was-browsing-various-poly.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4779227953590804484</id><published>2009-12-05T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:28:41.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SxnhPIqX2jI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Fx4KzryQN7c/s1600-h/822cc6905376bd36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411604077401856562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SxnhPIqX2jI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Fx4KzryQN7c/s200/822cc6905376bd36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s already December and I’m still caught up in the struggle to catch up with school work.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the fact that I haven’t done much studying this week because of various reasons and events.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather these few days is sooo cold.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sunny days!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go swimming again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things work both ways.&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know how to trust, people don’t trust you either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4779227953590804484?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4779227953590804484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4779227953590804484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4779227953590804484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4779227953590804484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-already-december-and-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SxnhPIqX2jI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Fx4KzryQN7c/s72-c/822cc6905376bd36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2267516958076631734</id><published>2009-11-21T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:37:04.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like how the winds smell during the rainy season end of every year.&lt;br /&gt;I could stand by the windows just to feel the wind and inhale the smell, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess who I saw on my way to sch ytd?&lt;br /&gt;Kym Ng!&lt;br /&gt;She was filming this variety show which is going to be aired this dec.&lt;br /&gt;I pity the guy behind me who was approached by her the moment she entered the train.&lt;br /&gt;He probably had a shock.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this big crowd with cameras entering the small cabin and before you could make sense of the situation, Kym Ng was asking you questions in the face, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I must say her reaction was quite fast and she has a loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they were looking out for people who were not behaving ‘properly’ like not holding the handrails or standing at the exit and blocking the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Fridays cause I’m all alone for the 3 hour maths lecture.&lt;br /&gt;And worse still, I had to doze and jerk awake beside some stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Damn embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just can’t remember clearly whether Christmas falls on the 24th or 25th.&lt;br /&gt;I have to pause and think before I could be sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably because I’m never into Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2267516958076631734?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2267516958076631734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2267516958076631734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2267516958076631734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2267516958076631734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-like-how-winds-smell-during-rainy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2169284326921272511</id><published>2009-10-28T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:02:28.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something weird happened to my hotmail.&lt;br /&gt;It auto mass sent emails like “Hello, long time no see” and “Hiya, how ya doing?” to my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I got a reply from this old friend (used to be a best friend) whom I’ve lost contact with.&lt;br /&gt;Nice surprise though (:&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that I wasn’t the one behind it.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow it sort of brought back memories of the past too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need a term break or sem break or smth!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2169284326921272511?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2169284326921272511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2169284326921272511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2169284326921272511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2169284326921272511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-weird-happened-to-my-hotmail.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7665479800039533454</id><published>2009-10-06T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:22:36.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Ssoca82ryBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K1NnntNbSJI/s1600-h/08b762e4b2c90d9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389151153439885330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Ssoca82ryBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K1NnntNbSJI/s200/08b762e4b2c90d9a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my mum just told me that my cousin has just started dating this senior from her school.&lt;br /&gt;And they are most probably visiting during cny next year.&lt;br /&gt;A few months back, my mum told me a similar story about another cousin of mine.&lt;br /&gt;And not so very long ago, my friend started dating too.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also seen some others on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we’re entering another phase of life and I didn’t realise so much until all these things came about.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess a few more years down the road, I’ll be hearing from my mum that my cousin is getting married, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Or probably any one of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but feel weird, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I used to be watching all these happening to my cousins who are much older.&lt;br /&gt;But now it’s happening to my generation, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7665479800039533454?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7665479800039533454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7665479800039533454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7665479800039533454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7665479800039533454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-growing-up.html' title='Of growing up'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Ssoca82ryBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K1NnntNbSJI/s72-c/08b762e4b2c90d9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-492765925068149616</id><published>2009-09-09T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:11:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SqcqSQPmY1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cq_0s1OxzC0/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379314773003756370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SqcqSQPmY1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cq_0s1OxzC0/s200/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday school finally felt like school, for the very first time since I started more than one month ago.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting together in class, chatting over lunch at the canteen, walking around sch talking and doing homework together is just happiness (:&lt;br /&gt;Shi Ting agreed with me that this was the first time she felt this way too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise on normal days home is where we’re all headed after lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation was quite screwed even though Dr. Or said our work was good, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t had any public speaking since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe three years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I seldom smile when I’m in unfamiliar settings.&lt;br /&gt;Or when there are too many unfamiliar people around.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the start of my presentation, Raine did the smiley action to remind me to smile.&lt;br /&gt;And it sort of just occurred to me that it seems like I haven’t been smiling since the start of the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I was trying too hard to hide my nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t help getting stiff and I guess it’s all reflected on my face, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it just amazes me how I still have you and some people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my house has got some pretty views outside the windows.&lt;br /&gt;From my dad’s room, when the wind blows, I can see tiny leaves dancing in the air amongst the trees like green snow.&lt;br /&gt;Just that they are floating upwards, not down.&lt;br /&gt;And if I lie on my bed at night, I can see and hear aeroplanes flying across the night sky, being just tiny spots of lights.&lt;br /&gt;Nice (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-492765925068149616?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/492765925068149616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=492765925068149616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/492765925068149616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/492765925068149616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty.html' title='Pretty'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SqcqSQPmY1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cq_0s1OxzC0/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8592294821851704311</id><published>2009-08-24T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T02:03:10.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SpGEGjlFd8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/f5hdR1kp3Qg/s1600-h/f19295cac1a0de50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373221078594582466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SpGEGjlFd8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/f5hdR1kp3Qg/s200/f19295cac1a0de50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum is such a light sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these when you feel like you want to blog but nothing comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get the momentum going and start studying soon instead of bumming around all day, haha.&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I sort of enjoy the relationship I have with my student.&lt;br /&gt;Though there’s a 7 year age gap, we could talk about almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;And do silly things like laughing at the most nonsensical jokes and antics, playing a fool, making fun of each other and even getting into a little fight or struggle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that last one is something I don’t even do with my friends or siblings.&lt;br /&gt;I think she’s pretty mature for her age and I could even tell her my problems.&lt;br /&gt;And her reply really shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention her good morning and goodnight, love you sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I admit she’s really irritating and rough at times but its been a really great experience for the past eight months (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know tuition could turn out like that.&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t deny we wasted precious time, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But I still do my job though it could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I met Cathleen online some time back and even though its been 2 years, she said she still misses me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another pleasant surprise (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8592294821851704311?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8592294821851704311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8592294821851704311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8592294821851704311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8592294821851704311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mum-is-such-light-sleeper.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SpGEGjlFd8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/f5hdR1kp3Qg/s72-c/f19295cac1a0de50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6741804154155875506</id><published>2009-08-19T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T02:02:58.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SorsJJ4VAzI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZDoYpsuafig/s1600-h/d625a519a5d8e5bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371365147607892786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SorsJJ4VAzI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZDoYpsuafig/s200/d625a519a5d8e5bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been hectic ever since sch started and I miss the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;What’s worse is I couldn’t focus properly on studies because I keep thinking there’s so much to absorb with so little time and I start to panic.&lt;br /&gt;Or else I couldn’t understand after a few readings and I give up in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;Being a blur doesn’t help at all because brining the wrong notes to classes is hampering my progress.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not like I’m progressing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;There’s so much readings to do and omg, the essays are so chimology and full of theories and hence many names to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the real life facts and examples which I have very little knowledge of.&lt;br /&gt;So its gonna be reading and more reading and also practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about sch is probably nageb’s lessons which is so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Dr. Or’s sociology classes.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get irritated by her trying too hard to get a response from us and her “why are u guys like that?” comments.&lt;br /&gt;Nageb deals with it so much better and we do respond by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Humour is important yes.&lt;br /&gt;And what lecturers do to get a response from us.&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy, but we students are like that, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made new friends!&lt;br /&gt;Though we don’t keep in touch outside lectures, but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to have someone to chat with in class and during breaks.&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m lucky enough (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I don’t know u enough and I thought maybe yes.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try harder (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I don’t like adding people I don’t know on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;But I already added two, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two more left pending and I’m gonna leave those alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6741804154155875506?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6741804154155875506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6741804154155875506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6741804154155875506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6741804154155875506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-hectic-ever-since-sch-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SorsJJ4VAzI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZDoYpsuafig/s72-c/d625a519a5d8e5bc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2631406050307131903</id><published>2009-07-26T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:38:56.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Smv5s8AgXnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/p2jLW25jzhQ/s1600-h/bab55f2043475f10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362654331732516466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Smv5s8AgXnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/p2jLW25jzhQ/s200/bab55f2043475f10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“But to me u r not hard to understand but just that if anyone who really want to use the heart to understand and u willing to let them understand u a not”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… u just make mistake and let the mistake happen? Cause I told u before u r blur but u understand what u need to do but u just make mistake in the process try to think longer then only do thing it makes more clear”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-         From someone whom isn’t really a friend, probably just an acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much (: for being truthful, knowing me and also bringing me out of my bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to that girl whom I’ve underestimated:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a great help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will never be reading this but oh wells (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had enough of surprise and shock since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your rudeness has disappointed me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2631406050307131903?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2631406050307131903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2631406050307131903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2631406050307131903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2631406050307131903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-to-me-u-r-not-hard-to-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Smv5s8AgXnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/p2jLW25jzhQ/s72-c/bab55f2043475f10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3796928276189191069</id><published>2009-07-18T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:54:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody said I’m hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think so too.&lt;br /&gt;Because there are times when I think I’m this way and things happened made me go “Oh, I’m not what I thought/claim I was.”&lt;br /&gt;How disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;And then I’ll think back and realize its me trying to change myself too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I confuse people &amp;amp; myself that way I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there are certain things that will never change about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’m very sure of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3796928276189191069?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3796928276189191069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3796928276189191069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3796928276189191069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3796928276189191069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/somebody-said-im-hard-to-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2597459203993958845</id><published>2009-07-14T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:35:55.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlxCspwF-sI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nIwkMgPrt3A/s1600-h/8a71b439a296d25e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358230991553297090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlxCspwF-sI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nIwkMgPrt3A/s200/8a71b439a296d25e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I miss bee kim.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn’t help but smile when I saw that she added me on msn, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, because she didn’t used to have an account.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what we’re gonna say to each other, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And too much thinking is making me tired.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there’s no need for me to think.&lt;br /&gt;The time will come if I need to decide again.&lt;br /&gt;So till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward to dinner, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Too bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I shall settle for some papayas :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2597459203993958845?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2597459203993958845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2597459203993958845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2597459203993958845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2597459203993958845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-bee-kim.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlxCspwF-sI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nIwkMgPrt3A/s72-c/8a71b439a296d25e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2334634131088913508</id><published>2009-07-13T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:12:28.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlrB79Y_p0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/LkSxrdYuSjU/s1600-h/08ac32d22e2d2aac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357807942546466626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlrB79Y_p0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/LkSxrdYuSjU/s200/08ac32d22e2d2aac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opening four cans in a row is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;Blood was dripping and it stained the can.&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if the customer saw anything, but she didn’t mind that I have to go away to clean the can after opening it.&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the paper steamboat thingy caught fire, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily everything was fine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go ikea!&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a mini bookshelf and discard the black holders I’ve been using since primary sch days.&lt;br /&gt;Time for a little revamp (:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve even gotten a cork board but I don’t know how I can hang it up, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshmen orientation is over.&lt;br /&gt;Modules fixed, timetable fixed, fees paid.&lt;br /&gt;Time for school.&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I’m a little excited about my 8.30 class on Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2334634131088913508?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2334634131088913508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2334634131088913508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2334634131088913508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2334634131088913508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/opening-four-cans-in-row-is-no-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SlrB79Y_p0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/LkSxrdYuSjU/s72-c/08ac32d22e2d2aac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2228525427737568768</id><published>2009-06-23T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:53:04.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sj-1diDjF5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/FxALl5dcjjo/s1600-h/25bce09b8ae6a826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350194401301960594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sj-1diDjF5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/FxALl5dcjjo/s200/25bce09b8ae6a826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s been some time since I last blog &amp;amp; I don’t really know where to start, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m just a little bit curious.&lt;br /&gt;Who are the people who read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;If there are any others besides those few I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super duper long break is ending real soon.&lt;br /&gt;I have like one month left.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I’m prepared for school yet.&lt;br /&gt;No stationeries and not enough clothes, haha.&lt;br /&gt;All I have is a pathetic black pen which I use for work.&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of clothes, I wish I could be like one or two size bigger seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise it’s really really hard to find clothes that fit nicely.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has happened this holiday yes no?&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a half yes.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bland, but I think I’ve met and talked to more people than I did in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was pretty upset yesterday because I think I ruined fathers’ day for this customer.&lt;br /&gt;But the old man was really nice and he smiled at me while his daughter just ranted angrily.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ve always thought that guys are better customers than girls because they are more forgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2228525427737568768?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2228525427737568768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2228525427737568768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2228525427737568768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2228525427737568768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-blog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sj-1diDjF5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/FxALl5dcjjo/s72-c/25bce09b8ae6a826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7430894067957202296</id><published>2009-06-10T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:57:06.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Si-eZeX7cXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FgDLrGOhwDI/s1600-h/0a243e50e6c69216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345665443199414642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Si-eZeX7cXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FgDLrGOhwDI/s200/0a243e50e6c69216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bee Kim is back, yay!&lt;br /&gt;It takes two hands to clap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7430894067957202296?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7430894067957202296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7430894067957202296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7430894067957202296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7430894067957202296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/06/bee-kim-is-back-yay-it-takes-two-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Si-eZeX7cXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FgDLrGOhwDI/s72-c/0a243e50e6c69216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3977935363107954606</id><published>2009-05-31T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:57:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SiKnx0DM6xI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iT-50OJQSaA/s1600-h/1ca797285c2d9dcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342016582242331410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SiKnx0DM6xI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iT-50OJQSaA/s200/1ca797285c2d9dcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SWIMMING IS AN AWESOME SPORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love it love it!&lt;br /&gt;Was damn shagged when I came home from work yesterday, but my sis was at home too and we talked about going swimming.&lt;br /&gt;We were undecided so I fell asleep, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I was woken up by my sis’s voice saying they (my sis &amp;amp; bro) were going swimming.&lt;br /&gt;So we rush pack rush pack and off we go!&lt;br /&gt;At first it seems like it was going to rain anytime soon but we still went ahead, haha.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been six long years since I stepped into the swimming complex or even swim.&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I were damn paiseh about removing our clothes, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the water is great because its warm &amp;amp; I actually forgot how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;But I recalled everything soon after a few tries.&lt;br /&gt;Silly me forgot to bring undergarments so I dried myself with a towel and went home with my swimsuit underneath my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I like how swimming tires me because I can sleep really well at night after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming is so addictive I can’t wait for the next chance to go again, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins came over on Wednesday and it was fun hanging out even though they’re only eleven.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish I could be more like a 20 year old because it seems like I get along better with kids than people around my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was supposed to go blading with sushi but we didn’t feel like going blading after meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up at ehub and dte.&lt;br /&gt;I got my drink from cup walker finally after craving it for so long :D&lt;br /&gt;And dinner that day was at market 85 with the hippos.&lt;br /&gt;After that we da-baoed our dessert and had it at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to play catching with naughty kids but they rejected us, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Later we messed around with lipsticks on our faces and took photos at mei’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s basically the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more off days next week.&lt;br /&gt;Even though work is only four hours per shift but it seems to take the whole day away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3977935363107954606?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3977935363107954606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3977935363107954606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3977935363107954606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3977935363107954606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimming-is-awesome-sport-love-it-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SiKnx0DM6xI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iT-50OJQSaA/s72-c/1ca797285c2d9dcc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5590524817515743551</id><published>2009-05-26T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:00:02.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOLAH THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShrcdCzH7II/AAAAAAAAATs/OSgbfGQY9lI/s1600-h/3BDE30C6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339822699726761090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShrcdCzH7II/AAAAAAAAATs/OSgbfGQY9lI/s200/3BDE30C6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My latest addiction!&lt;br /&gt;Get me one and I’ll be happy while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;I drink it even when I come home from work at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired of working like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And I think my mindset was wrong right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I’m showing frustration unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this, maybe that.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just mixed from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;They see something wrong with me from my face and what I’m doing.&lt;br /&gt;So she called me to talk.&lt;br /&gt;I thought what she said was right so I became a little better.&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve stopped where I’m at because I don’t have any motivation anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been feeling down lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday might be able to cheer me up a little though (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5590524817515743551?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5590524817515743551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5590524817515743551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5590524817515743551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5590524817515743551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/moolah-root-of-all-evil.html' title='MOOLAH THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShrcdCzH7II/AAAAAAAAATs/OSgbfGQY9lI/s72-c/3BDE30C6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3492183065853123902</id><published>2009-05-20T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:59:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShLk0jpmELI/AAAAAAAAATc/YwcYvSLHx0s/s1600-h/aa8e2e5bebe1050e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337580099961491634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShLk0jpmELI/AAAAAAAAATc/YwcYvSLHx0s/s200/aa8e2e5bebe1050e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There’s so much we do not know about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9250334-3492183065853123902?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3492183065853123902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3492183065853123902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3492183065853123902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3492183065853123902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-so-much-we-do-not-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ShLk0jpmELI/AAAAAAAAATc/YwcYvSLHx0s/s72-c/aa8e2e5bebe1050e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5392907563986495759</id><published>2009-05-15T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:40:30.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF ITS A DREAM LET IT BE SOMETHING GOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Itashimasite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate being a newbie with something I’m not good at.&lt;br /&gt;HOWS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I still get the feeling that working life is so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;Like hello?&lt;br /&gt;I’m working already?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it has been more than a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5392907563986495759?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5392907563986495759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5392907563986495759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5392907563986495759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5392907563986495759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-its-dream-let-it-be-something-good.html' title='IF ITS A DREAM LET IT BE SOMETHING GOOD'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4346492776528492538</id><published>2009-05-13T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:54:44.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Travelled down to SIM in the afternoon for payment.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt kinda sad that I can’t have the chance to experience life in a local uni.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I didn’t want it badly enough back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain things are probably better left unsaid and pretended unheard.&lt;br /&gt;Because I really don’t know what to do, what exactly is going on, what the consequences are and whether I’m right.&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go cycling if it doesn’t rain tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I might be able to catch the sunset (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4346492776528492538?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4346492776528492538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4346492776528492538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4346492776528492538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4346492776528492538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/travelled-down-to-sim-in-afternoon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7343626021528019195</id><published>2009-05-11T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:56:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SgcE-qtSR5I/AAAAAAAAATU/ok4dKHYkaak/s1600-h/acdb54f7745f1268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334237758306273170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SgcE-qtSR5I/AAAAAAAAATU/ok4dKHYkaak/s200/acdb54f7745f1268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve been traveling a lot here and there and making phone calls to get things done ever since my contract ended and I’m getting so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;But at least things are halfway there and I could probably start work this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to head down to SIM tmr moning and RELC on sat.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that will be the last of all the long distance traveling.&lt;br /&gt;And also my mum’s nagging.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why she keeps nagging at me ever since my A’s ended.&lt;br /&gt;And she didn’t nag at my sis to make more money, get an admin job, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;It’s so unfair because her nagging makes me stressed up and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to give up communicating with her totally.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know better than to share things with her.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I need to do and I want to get things done too.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when bee kim is coming back from China &amp;amp; whether she will contact me when she’s back as promised.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully she’s fit &amp;amp; healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with me is that I think about people more often than they know because I do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid of losing the people I know but I always tell myself I can do these things later.&lt;br /&gt;Like after I’m done with my stuffs etc.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is we all have never ending things to do, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Awkwardness is another concern because sometimes I need time to warm up and I am seldom talkative.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be asking people out and don’t talk much.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m deterred by how I feel people think about me because I trust my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;I’m making something as simple as asking others out so complicated, lol.&lt;br /&gt;And my late reply to sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I should get rid of my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;Get going girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels good to get things off your chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7343626021528019195?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7343626021528019195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7343626021528019195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7343626021528019195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7343626021528019195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-traveling-lot-here-and-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SgcE-qtSR5I/AAAAAAAAATU/ok4dKHYkaak/s72-c/acdb54f7745f1268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-912255210984114307</id><published>2009-05-03T23:46:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:34:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cleaning up yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;I walked in and out of my room a few times to chuck 3.5 bags (the big red kind) of well, junks.&lt;br /&gt;And it couldn’t fit into the bin at all.&lt;br /&gt;I had to take some of the things out and threw them one by one until it could fit into the bin.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t fun at all even though it was pretty interesting to run through those things I kept, some even from primary school days, haha!&lt;br /&gt;I was all sweaty and dusty in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the randoms in my cupboard:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3NFRR9NfI/AAAAAAAAATM/pTtx_7ZKCj0/s1600-h/88182E01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331643024298292722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3NFRR9NfI/AAAAAAAAATM/pTtx_7ZKCj0/s200/88182E01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MvWMtjmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aeJcnmKl6tA/s1600-h/D64CCF58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642647661350498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MvWMtjmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aeJcnmKl6tA/s200/D64CCF58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MeQM9-eI/AAAAAAAAASs/1EDYWH5vj3g/s1600-h/4099753E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642353994037730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MeQM9-eI/AAAAAAAAASs/1EDYWH5vj3g/s200/4099753E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MDR4RnwI/AAAAAAAAASc/3Hfxm0cLD5c/s1600-h/1A37E0EF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331641890587647746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3MDR4RnwI/AAAAAAAAASc/3Hfxm0cLD5c/s200/1A37E0EF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3L7yzbGaI/AAAAAAAAASU/FhS96Axu54A/s1600-h/6F3A93F6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331641761986714018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3L7yzbGaI/AAAAAAAAASU/FhS96Axu54A/s200/6F3A93F6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LyU759XI/AAAAAAAAASM/F7LrOmoH_wA/s1600-h/9A7BC0E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331641599350404466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LyU759XI/AAAAAAAAASM/F7LrOmoH_wA/s200/9A7BC0E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above are from the ndp booklet which I kept since sec one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I threw the book away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LoeDzm0I/AAAAAAAAASE/PHT8XV4K1ZU/s1600-h/E8175F3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331641430000769858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LoeDzm0I/AAAAAAAAASE/PHT8XV4K1ZU/s200/E8175F3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty shocked to see all these together in a bag.&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of money, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And that red book was from my primary sch days.&lt;br /&gt;I threw all these away too, simply because I didn’t know what to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its not environment friendly I know. &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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LGaYBRAI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Vow183zVfdI/s1600-h/F0918B0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640844896257026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3LGaYBRAI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Vow183zVfdI/s200/F0918B0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of those things which startled me.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me again of how I like to waste money, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3K9OAO36I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dwl3K7tA_Lw/s1600-h/31A13FC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640686956437410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3K9OAO36I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dwl3K7tA_Lw/s200/31A13FC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CO songs (the blue one) + another random cd (from who I forgot).&lt;br /&gt;I kept these (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3K2dJ5ySI/AAAAAAAAARs/cZg-iRGDw7E/s1600-h/DF8FA827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640570764445986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3K2dJ5ySI/AAAAAAAAARs/cZg-iRGDw7E/s200/DF8FA827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards! (:&lt;br /&gt;Most went into the bin, except for those recent ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KuCiKxMI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZXJlIjbrN9s/s1600-h/F2C17B74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640426179511490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KuCiKxMI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZXJlIjbrN9s/s200/F2C17B74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, empty biscuit tin!&lt;br /&gt;Its too adorable to be thrown away, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’ve thought of how I can use it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3Kmy5K10I/AAAAAAAAARc/WufjyY7Tz-g/s1600-h/70D5253B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640301721933634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3Kmy5K10I/AAAAAAAAARc/WufjyY7Tz-g/s200/70D5253B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivational cards which saw me through o’levels.&lt;br /&gt;I placed it on the window sill in front of my desk so that I’ll continue to work hard all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KIHiZhSI/AAAAAAAAARM/XPBbTD79eDg/s1600-h/4A6B6600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331639774687626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KIHiZhSI/AAAAAAAAARM/XPBbTD79eDg/s200/4A6B6600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phonecards!&lt;br /&gt;From before primary sch I think.&lt;br /&gt;I kept these too because I’ve thought of how to use them (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KAjp4x8I/AAAAAAAAARE/buS_NBGmDag/s1600-h/91C42FF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331639644796274626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3KAjp4x8I/AAAAAAAAARE/buS_NBGmDag/s200/91C42FF1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUNER!&lt;br /&gt;From CO days (:&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve kept all the scores too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3J5ySSMpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/H79udXYoXTw/s1600-h/5691E726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331639528464724626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3J5ySSMpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/H79udXYoXTw/s200/5691E726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is still in my cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m thinking I should have thrown it away, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3JOa_4GJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uZfM5S_Ksmc/s1600-h/BC1B9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331638783479126162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3JOa_4GJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uZfM5S_Ksmc/s200/BC1B9779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a photo album with my pri sch pictures.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw this when I flipped to the last page.&lt;br /&gt;Memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the big clean up, I realized that I should’ve done it long ago.&lt;br /&gt;What’s the point of treasuring all these lifeless things when there are the people around for you to love?&lt;br /&gt;Not that everything should be thrown away, but what matters more are the people who gave me those precious memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met up with Qinnn for lunch today :D&lt;br /&gt;Its interesting how our topics change as we inch closer towards adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;It gave us much to laugh about, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having 2 ulcers on my lower lips ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am heading down to tiong bahruuuuu tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight! (:&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/9250334-912255210984114307?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/912255210984114307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=912255210984114307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/912255210984114307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/912255210984114307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/cleaning-up-yesterday-and-i-walked-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Sf3NFRR9NfI/AAAAAAAAATM/pTtx_7ZKCj0/s72-c/88182E01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-122350243546690909</id><published>2009-04-25T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:47:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SfL_8nmLBuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Iyj9stQ0SlA/s1600-h/88a70067c02d50e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328602726019040994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SfL_8nmLBuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Iyj9stQ0SlA/s200/88a70067c02d50e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the nitties gritties again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything came as a haste and just went haywire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I did something careless today which ended up in more trouble for myself.&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get things done by next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-122350243546690909?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/122350243546690909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=122350243546690909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/122350243546690909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/122350243546690909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SfL_8nmLBuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Iyj9stQ0SlA/s72-c/88a70067c02d50e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7496151578641189007</id><published>2009-04-22T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:28:16.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Se9CcVZ6DdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AWMETUwwjpE/s1600-h/4487a2e52d2acfea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549938752163282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Se9CcVZ6DdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AWMETUwwjpE/s200/4487a2e52d2acfea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was officially the last day.&lt;br /&gt;And unexpectedly, I felt a kind of reluctance.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are times when the going gets really tough, I’ll still miss those people whom I’ve grown familiar with over the past half year.&lt;br /&gt;The jokes, the chats, the lunches and the kindness sometimes…&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I probably would never see them again makes me kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;Despite any unhappiness that happened, I’m still glad that I took on this job, saw what the real working life is like, seen retrenchment, learned to accept and adapt, knew people, faced tough times, survived it and asked people about their life, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly I gained that little bit of confidence knowing that I’ve been a pretty good help and being appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;Though I really hated waking up in the mornings to report to work, I need time to get used to not going to the office, lol.&lt;br /&gt;It’s weird how things always turn out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m really thankful for such a special journey made (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7496151578641189007?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7496151578641189007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7496151578641189007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7496151578641189007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7496151578641189007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-officially-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Se9CcVZ6DdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AWMETUwwjpE/s72-c/4487a2e52d2acfea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3551589857272880575</id><published>2009-04-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:57:43.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SeC9uhxReDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/vXLzRITBnLk/s1600-h/065ae030229433a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323463366588594226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SeC9uhxReDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/vXLzRITBnLk/s200/065ae030229433a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Room clearing phase 1&lt;br /&gt;My room is cluttered with dust thanks to the construction going on at my block.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I wasn’t feeling lazy today.&lt;br /&gt;I placed things back to where they should be, wiped off the dust from my table and threw away some… useless stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Which were once parts of my memory.&lt;br /&gt;I think if I were an old lady living alone, I would have half a century of memories living literally with me in my flat, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Now I sort of understand why old people like to collect what we would call rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;And if I have children, they would surely nag the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t want to end up like that, lol.&lt;br /&gt;So phase two is coming soon the day right after my last day at work.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I want to wait till cny next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my chair and table can be used again.&lt;br /&gt;(Imagine the mess before, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I was doodling at my table, looking up at the evening sky and randomly sms-ing.&lt;br /&gt;That felt really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3551589857272880575?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3551589857272880575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3551589857272880575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3551589857272880575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3551589857272880575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/room-clearing-phase-1-my-room-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SeC9uhxReDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/vXLzRITBnLk/s72-c/065ae030229433a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8944691590606417275</id><published>2009-04-06T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:54:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SdjvpclYpeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Cw8QEJK-s2M/s1600-h/4e16858d4b53484a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321266455064913378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SdjvpclYpeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Cw8QEJK-s2M/s200/4e16858d4b53484a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COUNTDOWN: 2 WEEKS 2 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s when the end is near that is the toughest.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean &lt;em&gt;really tough&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I still haven’t found a job yet.&lt;br /&gt;FRET FRET FRET.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be stuck at home with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don’t know what kind of job to look for.&lt;br /&gt;SHUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is lunching with me on tues! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Hans is the new love!&lt;br /&gt;The pasta is yummy, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And they have very affordable set meals.&lt;br /&gt;With soup, drink, main course, dessert and garlic bread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8944691590606417275?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8944691590606417275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8944691590606417275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8944691590606417275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8944691590606417275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/countdown-2-weeks-2-days-its-when-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SdjvpclYpeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Cw8QEJK-s2M/s72-c/4e16858d4b53484a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4920079774246024100</id><published>2009-03-26T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:16:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScpljpFmgTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3WbO-0YmomY/s1600-h/e0f075d82f139ffa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317173973063467314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScpljpFmgTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3WbO-0YmomY/s200/e0f075d82f139ffa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if anyone ever find me hard to know/understand because I seldom talk about my stuff to others in detail &amp;amp; I don’t take initiative in a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;The only person who can read my thoughts is my sis and I find that really scary and frustrating because we all need privacy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even how we feel sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Not that there’s anything to hide, but its like being naked when people know exactly what you are thinking/can read you like a book and they tell it to you straight in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Having someone who knows you is a good thing, but not always.&lt;br /&gt;The last person I want on earth to know my insecurities is probably my sis, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is spot on about the nasty things most of the times, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’m off from work tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And sow heng was nice to ask me if I wanted to have nasi lemak for lunch with them tmr.&lt;br /&gt;With bee kim leaving at the end of the week, I don’t know when we can get to lunch together again.&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;I get to lunch with long time buddy Qinnn!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to settle all the nitties gritties asap.&lt;br /&gt;I’m receiving warning letters and reminder sms-es from singtel monthly, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Plus late payment fee :(&lt;br /&gt;Uni application shall be done by Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it will be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum can stop nagging alr, hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4920079774246024100?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4920079774246024100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4920079774246024100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4920079774246024100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4920079774246024100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-wonder-if-anyone-ever-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScpljpFmgTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3WbO-0YmomY/s72-c/e0f075d82f139ffa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-464594543732851853</id><published>2009-03-22T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:14:02.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScXI5egKZPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xzGfoXBoIKw/s1600-h/0d18c0f73a91e7ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homemade baked rice for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait, yums! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’ll be even better with a bowl of tomato soup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-464594543732851853?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/464594543732851853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=464594543732851853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/464594543732851853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/464594543732851853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/homemade-baked-rice-for-lunch-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3586985139782149968</id><published>2009-03-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:12:59.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScJ88H9hxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u4EbyiTtPsg/s1600-h/de7a66648266b56a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314947882621715730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScJ88H9hxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u4EbyiTtPsg/s200/de7a66648266b56a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One month is shorter than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I looked at the calendar too much.&lt;br /&gt;And I worry as much as I look forward to freedom day.&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do with so much time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could feel a little more.&lt;br /&gt;Because there’s this nagging feeling that wouldn’t go away.&lt;br /&gt;And the idea of going overseas for a holiday is back into my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note:&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Friday’s here again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3586985139782149968?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3586985139782149968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3586985139782149968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3586985139782149968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3586985139782149968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-month-is-shorter-than-i-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/ScJ88H9hxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u4EbyiTtPsg/s72-c/de7a66648266b56a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-949563697738854047</id><published>2009-03-14T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:03:57.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SbuAfofLCoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dbtVeBbsVnQ/s1600-h/74f7e82a6f17671c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312981466346097282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SbuAfofLCoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dbtVeBbsVnQ/s200/74f7e82a6f17671c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last weekend I met my childhood best friend at bugis with her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And she ABSOLUTELY forgot the fact that I was from jc.&lt;br /&gt;She thought I just graduated from polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to those times when we happened to meet each other at the bus stop after school.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite incredulous.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she got misled by the fact that I’m signing up for uni with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took three days off from work in two weeks because of my swollen left eye.&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues at work have been asking me about my eye &amp;amp; giving random advices like staying away from eggs and seafood (both are my fav! haha).&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a wonder how news can spread in the office, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I am still irritated by the fact that people obviously dislike me for giving them work.&lt;br /&gt;It’s what I have to do and it’s so not up to me can.&lt;br /&gt;As if I like approaching them.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s their job to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tuition kid is a headache.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel more like a babysitter for reminding her to study for her tests, asking her to bring her books home, finish her hw etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t really listen to most of my advices anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I explain letters to her dad occasionally too.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s tiring to have to put on a stern front every time.&lt;br /&gt;There was this time when her dad called me up to her house at 11 plus pm to look at her maths test which she failed.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where all those practices went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni application is another headache for now.&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are still the best!&lt;br /&gt;I can eat all three meals slowly, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Friday nights and Saturdays (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-949563697738854047?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/949563697738854047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=949563697738854047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/949563697738854047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/949563697738854047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/incredulous.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SbuAfofLCoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/dbtVeBbsVnQ/s72-c/74f7e82a6f17671c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8955129121953609540</id><published>2009-03-02T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:21:16.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Saq09iN9LTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n09FvUKpue8/s1600-h/1529a76761a12d3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308254080059911474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Saq09iN9LTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n09FvUKpue8/s200/1529a76761a12d3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I want…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A supportive clique that I can hang out with ever so often&lt;br /&gt;A friend who can call me during my nap one random afternoon to ask me out on a shopping trip&lt;br /&gt;A friend whom I can do the same &amp;amp; she’ll be there most of the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we’re all leading different lives &amp;amp; I can’t force anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop being so passive too.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn’t all about that.&lt;br /&gt;Certain things that did not happen let me see certain truths.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not needed.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’ll think and think and become all sad and emo.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I still put them all aside.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Harris has some 50% sale going on today.&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m broke towards month end, I didn’t get anything other than doing some random browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom sign in to msn because I don’t like chatting online.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer face to face / on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it takes me awhile to reply sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I’m lazy / don’t like sms-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer face to face / phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays it’s mostly because of work which is keeping me so busy during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are always exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;Only when I feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these don’t mean I care any less though (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8955129121953609540?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8955129121953609540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8955129121953609540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8955129121953609540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8955129121953609540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-supportive-clique-that-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/Saq09iN9LTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n09FvUKpue8/s72-c/1529a76761a12d3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-440422707634130447</id><published>2009-02-19T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:26:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZxDr9fPZBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0nOWQMQTlgs/s1600-h/ffa0de2728e4d97a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304188883654632466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZxDr9fPZBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0nOWQMQTlgs/s200/ffa0de2728e4d97a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you grow up, parents don’t really consider how something affects your feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You tell them something and they don’t empathize or listen or ask you why and what happened.&lt;br /&gt;They give you this super practical answer which you know it yourself and start to raise their voice.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t even hear a word of encouragement or why they think it’s the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;All they think about is money and studies.&lt;br /&gt;It’s as if they forgot you’re in your teens and you still need a life.&lt;br /&gt;Or sometimes you may have something happy to tell them and they just give a nod.&lt;br /&gt;I always regret telling my mum things about myself because I hate it when things have to go her way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I didn’t tell her and eventually I chose the practical way, I wouldn’t be so upset with myself because it’s ultimately my decision.&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t affect me.&lt;br /&gt;Now it’ll seem like I gave in to her and she’s right after raising her voice at me.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if I slammed the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m stuck again.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been at the same junction for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;And that’s more than enough because it’s like making the same mistake twice.&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t deny that I’m a practical person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-440422707634130447?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/440422707634130447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=440422707634130447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/440422707634130447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/440422707634130447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-you-grow-up-parents-dont-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZxDr9fPZBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0nOWQMQTlgs/s72-c/ffa0de2728e4d97a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2166014880474784344</id><published>2009-02-16T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:12:00.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOUT OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZhJ_wIceDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zzxKEjRwif8/s1600-h/68b4ab10ffa66f72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303069920829667378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZhJ_wIceDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zzxKEjRwif8/s200/68b4ab10ffa66f72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m feeling pretty stressed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT A HOLIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2166014880474784344?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2166014880474784344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2166014880474784344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2166014880474784344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2166014880474784344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-feeling-pretty-stressed-up-rught-now.html' title='SHOUT OUT'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SZhJ_wIceDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zzxKEjRwif8/s72-c/68b4ab10ffa66f72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3563929433683161248</id><published>2009-02-09T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:30:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched tv for four hours straight from 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been some time since I last sat down for so long in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I like about watching tv is its ability to keep me engrossed, make me forget everything and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a pretty good four hours watching tv with my mum though we didn’t exchange too much words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good show too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DREAD GOING TO WORK TMRRRRR! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3563929433683161248?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3563929433683161248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3563929433683161248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3563929433683161248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3563929433683161248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/watched-tv-for-four-hours-straight-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8712219997044758829</id><published>2009-02-08T13:25:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:43:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5wVc7msyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3nnZ1IPww4E/s1600-h/75A3EE9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300297325307409186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5wVc7msyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3nnZ1IPww4E/s200/75A3EE9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST SAT/ HAPPY B. BDAY JX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5wA5VIHeI/AAAAAAAAANs/xCVSeKC0iUY/s1600-h/3D9D5D8B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296972153396706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5wA5VIHeI/AAAAAAAAANs/xCVSeKC0iUY/s200/3D9D5D8B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5v6hFymDI/AAAAAAAAANk/VTF-btYM3kA/s1600-h/3BD632CF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296862567405618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5v6hFymDI/AAAAAAAAANk/VTF-btYM3kA/s200/3BD632CF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vz1YYIhI/AAAAAAAAANc/czxP91S38hY/s1600-h/B257116E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296747754988050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vz1YYIhI/AAAAAAAAANc/czxP91S38hY/s200/B257116E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vm1Lv8iI/AAAAAAAAANU/CuCB6vMd3x8/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296524363723298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vm1Lv8iI/AAAAAAAAANU/CuCB6vMd3x8/s200/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vQjT3CMI/AAAAAAAAANM/NRUEuMhc4NU/s1600-h/449C1B93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296141608782018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vQjT3CMI/AAAAAAAAANM/NRUEuMhc4NU/s200/449C1B93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were randomly calling each other red and blue because of our dress code (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vG76TsvI/AAAAAAAAANE/TLUFdErWXO8/s1600-h/47006B32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300295976413803250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5vG76TsvI/AAAAAAAAANE/TLUFdErWXO8/s200/47006B32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this silly uncle who opened his feet wide and step left right left right across the bridge and we were shaking like crazy kuku, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5u_kdV_3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/KJ_0SOsVIAU/s1600-h/F6D62210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300295849859219314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5u_kdV_3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/KJ_0SOsVIAU/s200/F6D62210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COUNTDOWN / PICNIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uivQav9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/zOJbdL1u0Mc/s1600-h/B7E76FAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300295354541588434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uivQav9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/zOJbdL1u0Mc/s200/B7E76FAC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Botanic gardens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uUZRcJlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2QEf9KzX1PI/s1600-h/62BD1F7D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300295108122125906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uUZRcJlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2QEf9KzX1PI/s200/62BD1F7D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty evening sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uO_9lAXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HReahkL-sA0/s1600-h/92DBDA6C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300295015428587890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5uO_9lAXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HReahkL-sA0/s200/92DBDA6C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5t2_OE4WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7Y5XsCiT-qs/s1600-h/715B675A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300294602912489826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5t2_OE4WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7Y5XsCiT-qs/s200/715B675A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FOOD!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;SEE MY FAV MR. PRINGLES?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I couldn’t stop munching it xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tub2FFJI/AAAAAAAAAME/kHKXTHio9ws/s1600-h/867A43BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300294455977645202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tub2FFJI/AAAAAAAAAME/kHKXTHio9ws/s200/867A43BB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tjn93xbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0AebG3ezbeo/s1600-h/550F5081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300294270252991922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tjn93xbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0AebG3ezbeo/s200/550F5081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holland v. / starbucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tW0rX24I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AijuTSQZHaU/s1600-h/5BE4CD5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300294050326764418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5tW0rX24I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AijuTSQZHaU/s200/5BE4CD5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Countdown was quieter this year since we chose to sit at starbucks over drinks and chicken pie.&lt;br /&gt;And phototaking, lol.&lt;br /&gt;That was our third consecutive countdown together (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pity I didn't take any pics for cny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have to wait one more year lehhh.&lt;/em&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8712219997044758829?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8712219997044758829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8712219997044758829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8712219997044758829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8712219997044758829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-sat-happy-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY5wVc7msyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3nnZ1IPww4E/s72-c/75A3EE9A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2740164252506135685</id><published>2009-02-07T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:17:04.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEHIND EVERY SMILE IS NOT ALWAYS A SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY0XQPHuuUI/AAAAAAAAALs/0WNAq7Z2AkA/s1600-h/f316cf9d6f2c0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299917904189241666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY0XQPHuuUI/AAAAAAAAALs/0WNAq7Z2AkA/s200/f316cf9d6f2c0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work was hell yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to watch people’s faces five days a week.&lt;br /&gt;There’s sure to be a breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;What’s worse was when the colleague whom I lunch with everyday can’t seem to be bothered too.&lt;br /&gt;I know she’s busy and they’re busy, but I still cried in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;They have their work to do, but I have mine too.&lt;br /&gt;And after that my mood for the whole day was down.&lt;br /&gt;And I really hate mike’s attitude and his sometimes act-cute ways.&lt;br /&gt;Plus shah is going over to the other team and so mike is taking over.&lt;br /&gt;Like WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why but I feel childish whenever I get angry over something and I end up hating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw best friend’s reply, my mood was slightly better.&lt;br /&gt;“why why u ok anot!”&lt;br /&gt;Lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life is damn lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2740164252506135685?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2740164252506135685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2740164252506135685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2740164252506135685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2740164252506135685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/behind-every-smile-is-not-always-smile.html' title='BEHIND EVERY SMILE IS NOT ALWAYS A SMILE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SY0XQPHuuUI/AAAAAAAAALs/0WNAq7Z2AkA/s72-c/f316cf9d6f2c0456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6978405208438120195</id><published>2009-01-31T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:58:34.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SYMw2gSAw4I/AAAAAAAAALk/5jeAkoq-wc0/s1600-h/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297131299654386562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SYMw2gSAw4I/AAAAAAAAALk/5jeAkoq-wc0/s200/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once you adapt, you get addicted.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to enjoy being alone these days.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not such a bad thing because I’m never good at being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work is getting ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;#%&amp;amp;%$^&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting paper cuts everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I have this slit on my finger which can open and close -.-&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t bleed because my fingers are too dry, but it hurts when I bathe.&lt;br /&gt;And the team doesn’t deserve the awards because the service is like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Customers are anxious and complaining and they don’t pick up the calls.&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell la.&lt;br /&gt;Figures are not everything.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the quality please.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don’t like the management.&lt;br /&gt;And I dislike Mike who is so yaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like to mention names.&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve had enough.&lt;br /&gt;Work makes me feel old and grumpy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need happy pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6978405208438120195?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6978405208438120195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6978405208438120195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6978405208438120195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6978405208438120195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-you-adapt-you-get-addicted.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SYMw2gSAw4I/AAAAAAAAALk/5jeAkoq-wc0/s72-c/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5146156504551043440</id><published>2009-01-25T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:47:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SXyItuw0T8I/AAAAAAAAALc/raz9wzXZPAg/s1600-h/7344f52924dfa0a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295257581109137346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SXyItuw0T8I/AAAAAAAAALc/raz9wzXZPAg/s200/7344f52924dfa0a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The strong wind these days is messing up my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it’s nice to have such cool weather (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did last minute shopping yesterday at bugis and cityhall.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I bought clothes last minute for cny.&lt;br /&gt;And people on the streets were either in groups or in pairs.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be the only one shopping alone.&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out very fruitful and I spent more than a hundred bucks, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year is seriously disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Since ah going passed away last year, plans for tomorrow are uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss the crowd at ah gong’s house during cny.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;How things change as the years passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had reunion dinner at grandma’s house in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;It was awkward since I haven’t been there for almost 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Cousins don’t even seem like cousins since we don’t even talk.&lt;br /&gt;And I dislike listening to comments/praises which others say for the sake of saying.&lt;br /&gt;They have good intentions but I still don’t like it.&lt;br /&gt;I rather they not say it.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the same every cny and I have to deal with the awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;And ahma seems to have shrunk.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m still looking forward to Tuesday (:&lt;br /&gt;When people whom I’m more familiar with gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this cupboard which I think is like storage for my memories.&lt;br /&gt;Every gift I received since secondary school, ndp booklets and other random stuffs go in there.&lt;br /&gt;It’s now so full I can hardly put in anymore stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start to clear it next cny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know I’ll end up retaining 80 to 90 percent of the stuffs, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5146156504551043440?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5146156504551043440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5146156504551043440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5146156504551043440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5146156504551043440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SXyItuw0T8I/AAAAAAAAALc/raz9wzXZPAg/s72-c/7344f52924dfa0a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5203819816006703431</id><published>2009-01-11T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:58:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWmz50s8GOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eVoib_NMv_Y/s1600-h/949539144_556e8755fb_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289957043304405218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWmz50s8GOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eVoib_NMv_Y/s400/949539144_556e8755fb_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote a model compo for my student.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to be writing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*feeling proud of my work*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a relaxing weekend it has been.&lt;br /&gt;With a few random/sometimes serious thoughts about the same old things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, maybe not so relaxing because marking work with no answers is squeezing all the brain juice out of my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5203819816006703431?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5203819816006703431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5203819816006703431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5203819816006703431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5203819816006703431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/hohoho-i-just-wrote-model-compo-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWmz50s8GOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eVoib_NMv_Y/s72-c/949539144_556e8755fb_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8044413223638781343</id><published>2009-01-04T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:46:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNSPOKEN STUFFS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWDZN0u_QOI/AAAAAAAAALI/xBHpYVuJaCg/s1600-h/8b36e9137c4d70e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287464794050216162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWDZN0u_QOI/AAAAAAAAALI/xBHpYVuJaCg/s200/8b36e9137c4d70e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was great seeing them again.&lt;br /&gt;Though we weren’t close at all – it was just ‘hi’ and ‘bye’ most of the time, I was really glad to see them again after months.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s quite coincidental how they were all at their respective outlets today, with the exception of ah han at far east.&lt;br /&gt;And met up with cindy at the usual place and ate the usual stuff, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Its nice hanging out with youuuuu (:&lt;br /&gt;And do take care of yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good rest if you’re not feeling well k!&lt;br /&gt;I think I repeated that too many time, oops.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;These few days were moody.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been brooding about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why when I got scolded ‘irritating’ by the bus driver yesterday, it almost got me into tears.&lt;br /&gt;It sort of triggered all the bad emotions, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I really didn’t mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I just wasn’t quick enough in flagging for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got over it pretty soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8044413223638781343?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8044413223638781343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8044413223638781343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8044413223638781343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8044413223638781343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/unspoken-stuffs.html' title='THE UNSPOKEN STUFFS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SWDZN0u_QOI/AAAAAAAAALI/xBHpYVuJaCg/s72-c/8b36e9137c4d70e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1797684378376658261</id><published>2009-01-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:53:18.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SV5GUIELe9I/AAAAAAAAALA/6eemfg7VD4s/s1600-h/836f6d9a29d518d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286740324155882450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SV5GUIELe9I/AAAAAAAAALA/6eemfg7VD4s/s200/836f6d9a29d518d8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FANCY!&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG YOU’RE TWENTY BUT DO STAY CRAZY ‘COS IT’S BEEN FUN HANGING OUT WITH YOU THROUGHOUT 2008 LOL.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, FROM ZHEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW U WILL SEE THIS GIRL, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;May 2009 be a richer and happier year!&lt;br /&gt;Happy twentieth (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9250334-1797684378376658261?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1797684378376658261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1797684378376658261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1797684378376658261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1797684378376658261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-fancy-and-omg-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SV5GUIELe9I/AAAAAAAAALA/6eemfg7VD4s/s72-c/836f6d9a29d518d8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5144532612865365239</id><published>2009-01-01T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:31:40.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVzgqFETYnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hyC-R2tt1Cs/s1600-h/00d2240bf7c673f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286347076145472114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVzgqFETYnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hyC-R2tt1Cs/s200/00d2240bf7c673f2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello 2009! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the year is gonna be history repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about how the rest of the year will go.&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely helps to face each day with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see cny decorations on the streets alr!&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEE!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna visit Chinatown with the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully we can celebrate dad’s birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We never had a celebration for him all these years.&lt;br /&gt;Not even a gift or a ‘happy birthday’.&lt;br /&gt;He deserve much more for working so hard.&lt;br /&gt;He fell asleep in front of the com, fell off the chair and hit his head against the wall this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn’t know until he told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn dad refuses to rub his head even though I told him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mum too.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try to help her more with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;She’s not getting younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should watch my spending!&lt;br /&gt;SAVE SAVE SAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed myself with less junk.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how much I ate last year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s about time I start realizing the things I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;If it’s within my means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5144532612865365239?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5144532612865365239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5144532612865365239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5144532612865365239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5144532612865365239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-2009-first-half-of-year-is-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVzgqFETYnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hyC-R2tt1Cs/s72-c/00d2240bf7c673f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8566607981583902505</id><published>2008-12-25T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:04:38.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME SANTA, IF ALL THESE WOULD LAST TILL THE NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVOtvMYZaKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UHC4sNVr5ZQ/s1600-h/cef5d9e2076fa0a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283757814124734626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVOtvMYZaKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UHC4sNVr5ZQ/s200/cef5d9e2076fa0a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Christmas today.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really have a thing for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Staying home was good, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cleared my table, played with eye make-up (which I think doesn't really suit me), wrapped presents, finished my book &amp;amp; took a little nap.&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since I get to spend an entire day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the chilly weather makes it great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office had a mini lucky draw on the eve &amp;amp; I won something!!!&lt;br /&gt;Twenty dollars worth of ntuc vouchers, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't have much use for it, it still feels good to win something.&lt;br /&gt;At least it shows luck can still rub off on me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Bee kim was nice to 'kapok' food from her section for my lunch even though I said many times not to.&lt;br /&gt;She paid for my meals twice already.&lt;br /&gt;Shah was asking me to go for lunch at one &amp;amp; mike said not to worry as I’m well taken care of by both sections.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me feel a little blessed on Christmas Eve to have kind and helpful people around in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they see me as a 'little girl' like what Agnes called me.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow life seems to be getting a little better.&lt;br /&gt;When things go the good way, it seems to make me dread any unhappiness even more.&lt;br /&gt;But still it pays to keep yourself in a cheerful mood.&lt;br /&gt;Because there's a chance of it rubbing off on someone else.&lt;br /&gt;And you'll make people around you happier.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel happier these days and laughing more.&lt;br /&gt;So I shouldn't think so far ahead yeh.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is the first time I feel so blessed on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;That even thinking back causes my eyes to water.&lt;br /&gt;Getting emo, no good no good.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kuku silly phone can't forward messages so I didn't really bother to send any Christmas greetings except for a few.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you sent me one &amp;amp; didn't hear from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the girls are going to Malaysia tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a safe &amp;amp; happy trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8566607981583902505?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8566607981583902505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8566607981583902505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8566607981583902505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8566607981583902505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/12/tell-me-santa-if-all-these-would-last.html' title='TELL ME SANTA, IF ALL THESE WOULD LAST TILL THE NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SVOtvMYZaKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UHC4sNVr5ZQ/s72-c/cef5d9e2076fa0a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4149720540702071210</id><published>2008-12-16T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:52:02.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUe_7z1RxpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ClWXWQwh-xY/s1600-h/d345f172059568ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280400122362054290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUe_7z1RxpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ClWXWQwh-xY/s200/d345f172059568ac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Hotmail is having problems again &amp;amp; I can’t open my mails.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it keeps having problems lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it doesn’t help that I’m feeling emo today.&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4149720540702071210?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4149720540702071210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4149720540702071210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4149720540702071210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4149720540702071210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUe_7z1RxpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ClWXWQwh-xY/s72-c/d345f172059568ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8333089112199100912</id><published>2008-12-14T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:39.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUP8OkMDBRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5Ex4SJIL7Ks/s1600-h/30075578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279340515370927378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUP8OkMDBRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5Ex4SJIL7Ks/s200/30075578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Tuition is so much tougher than I thought!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn stupid to give her hw from books which have no answers.&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot what I learnt for science in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;How the hell does plant reproduce by suckers?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what they are!&lt;br /&gt;And what's the difference between will &amp;amp; would?!&lt;br /&gt;When do you use them?!&lt;br /&gt;Like omg!&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain leh!&lt;br /&gt;It was damn embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;And energy from fuels actually comes from the sun?!&lt;br /&gt;I told her it was wrong &amp;amp; she pointed out the answer from her textbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the girl even told me she didn't read the notes I gave her plus she did all my hw last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a bad feeling about this, haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left the house, I went back upstairs again claiming that I left my keys on the table only to realize that it was in my own hands all along.&lt;br /&gt;FAINT!&lt;br /&gt;Even my mum says I'm &lt;em&gt;lau kui&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot a lot of hw to do for tuition :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dad says he's going to pay me 250 instead of 240 and I have a feeling they're going to dump me after this month, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Like who in the right mind would volunteer to increase tuition fees?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn’t be so bad if they were to dump me, but still I’ll continue to put in more effort until she improves.&lt;br /&gt;Or until the day they dump me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY IS NOT GONNA BE RELAXING AFTERALL.&lt;br /&gt;TUITION IS ON MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I've got much to prepare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8333089112199100912?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8333089112199100912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8333089112199100912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8333089112199100912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8333089112199100912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/12/ugh-tuition-is-so-much-tougher-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SUP8OkMDBRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5Ex4SJIL7Ks/s72-c/30075578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7542862620785176426</id><published>2008-12-06T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:56:13.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STlpK-l0BkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HgfD6WcsfVA/s1600-h/b609feb3f50a3640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276364075762452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STlpK-l0BkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HgfD6WcsfVA/s200/b609feb3f50a3640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Growing up is much tougher than expected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like having so many flaws either.&lt;br /&gt;And I am fully aware I am not the most likeable person.&lt;br /&gt;Experiences tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;What matters more is whether you believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with &lt;strong&gt;Qinnn&lt;/strong&gt; at parkway fish&amp;amp;co.!&lt;br /&gt;We spotted this handsome waiter, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And this waitress who took our order was so enthusiastic I think she's the best service staff I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than the manager!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Messed around at borders after that and headed home at about ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE PLANS FOR MY ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only intend to get a corkboard from Harris/Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;That'll fulfill the wish I've had for so long, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPYWEEKENDS!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7542862620785176426?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7542862620785176426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7542862620785176426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7542862620785176426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7542862620785176426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/12/growing-up-is-much-tougher-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STlpK-l0BkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HgfD6WcsfVA/s72-c/b609feb3f50a3640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8188002235206851162</id><published>2008-12-01T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:55:55.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE, LAUGH AND BE MERRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STLEmRt7yqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hfr7LLSU74c/s1600-h/217061688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274494275474410146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STLEmRt7yqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hfr7LLSU74c/s200/217061688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty happy with life now (:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can find their own happiness, whether you're rich, poor, ugly or pretty.&lt;br /&gt;There's always something around that will make you happy or that you are grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure what you have &amp;amp; procrastinate less, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what!&lt;br /&gt;My mum found tuition for me.&lt;br /&gt;It was unexpected because I was still thinking whether I should get one.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about it ever since exams ended last year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I always think &amp;amp; think and then wait &amp;amp; wait.&lt;br /&gt;But my mum took action for me!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like the dad has got high expectations and I'm afraid I'll do a bad job.&lt;br /&gt;After all I didn't do well in jc and I've lost touch with school work for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that kid would improve under my tutorage.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I do feel some stress now.&lt;br /&gt;And I worry now &amp;amp; then.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I'll do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I don't teach well and the dad doesn't want me to tuition his kid anymore, it'll be so awkward because he's living in the same block as me.&lt;br /&gt;And my brother knows his kid and my mum knows the mum&amp;amp;dad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Things can get quite shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my bro just got to know his subject combination and I'm darn envious because he's taking art&amp;amp;design!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8188002235206851162?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8188002235206851162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8188002235206851162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8188002235206851162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8188002235206851162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/12/smile-laugh-and-be-merry.html' title='SMILE, LAUGH AND BE MERRY'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/STLEmRt7yqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hfr7LLSU74c/s72-c/217061688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5294585311032099562</id><published>2008-11-23T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:47:41.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSjEdu275KI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qfNjdq7QNvw/s1600-h/BCEA2E82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271679378910864546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSjEdu275KI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qfNjdq7QNvw/s200/BCEA2E82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure didn't feel like Christmas is coming until I went to Tampines mall one or two weeks ago and saw the decorations at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;And all the more it didn't feel like a year is going to be history just like that.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't just me.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to think that 2008 is going way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder how 2009 will fly past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippos outing ytd! :D&lt;br /&gt;We went over to OG and it reminded me of that particular day when I went shopping with my family many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was wearing a pink top, we had banana split after dinner and it was the first and last time we visited my godmum at her chee cheong fan stall.&lt;br /&gt;She no longer works now and is currently taking care of her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;I miss it so much now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was hilarious hanging out with the girls!&lt;br /&gt;We laughed ourselves silly while having Korean food at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for bringing so much laughter to my day.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spent a bomb this month!&lt;br /&gt;SAD!&lt;br /&gt;And there's still one more week to go!&lt;br /&gt;MORE SAD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5294585311032099562?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5294585311032099562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5294585311032099562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5294585311032099562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5294585311032099562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-sure-didnt-feel-like-christmas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSjEdu275KI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qfNjdq7QNvw/s72-c/BCEA2E82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1001164893344704058</id><published>2008-11-18T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:20:51.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSLcLcVxE0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/NGC8K2IGenw/s1600-h/63a73189f92b747a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270016603121062722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSLcLcVxE0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/NGC8K2IGenw/s200/63a73189f92b747a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That office above is just so cool la.&lt;br /&gt;If only I work there, haha.&lt;br /&gt;The view outside is enough to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch has been good these few days (:&lt;br /&gt;And we met this man who dresses himself in women's clothes and wearing a bra and sweeping the lift lobby under his block just ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Like omg.&lt;br /&gt;And relationships in the office is just crap.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about teamwork (It’s even on the wall in the office).&lt;br /&gt;Since you are being paid to work, don't skive and then push all the dirty/hard work to others and create misunderstandings about them.&lt;br /&gt;SELFISH LAZY IDIOTS.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why they don't get their retribution during the retrenchment.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is supervisors seem to be blind to such stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND.&lt;br /&gt;There's this lady in my section who can smile so sweetly and yet give me the cold shoulder when we happen to meet along the corridors &amp;amp; life lobby.&lt;br /&gt;She has this cold and unfriendly look which makes me think that her smiles and greetings in the office are all fake.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the hell is wrong with adults.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be like them, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ya la, like who knows I might become like them one day.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I was laughed at for standing in front of the fax machine like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't use a fax at home or for sch, so how the hell would I know that I can scan in all the documents and I don't have to wait for the branches to receive.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the other lady who was sitting right in front of me doesn't even have the courtesy to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;Until Mike told me about the fax report.&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so unkind leh.&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna remind me and yet talk in another language in front of me with your finger pointing in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;These people make me feel like conversations with them are totally pointless because they are not sincere.&lt;br /&gt;Like they can talk and joke with you, but you don't know what they're thinking inside.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I really wonder if I’m being too naive and persistent.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, you need to talk to them to get to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;And their jokes are usually harmless if you don't take it so hard.&lt;br /&gt;However, they only take advantage of you if you're too nice.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I don’t even bother to smile at certain ppl whom I used to because I could tell from their face that they were pretty reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LA. THE OFFICE IS NOT DEVOID OF KIND SOULS.&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FORWARD TO LUNCH TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;And enough of my ranting, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1001164893344704058?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1001164893344704058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1001164893344704058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1001164893344704058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1001164893344704058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/rants.html' title='RANTS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SSLcLcVxE0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/NGC8K2IGenw/s72-c/63a73189f92b747a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5170348416868999782</id><published>2008-11-16T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:48:18.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVE ME A RIDE ON YOUR BIKE TILL THE END OF CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR-hya0EmwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lsG7wcZ0GBI/s1600-h/a3032f4efda2e104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269107976610028290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR-hya0EmwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lsG7wcZ0GBI/s200/a3032f4efda2e104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, do you know where's this place?&lt;br /&gt;And what am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;Could you please show me the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where do you want to go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep the faith and be brave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can count on that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember you have a mind of your own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, get going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5170348416868999782?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5170348416868999782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5170348416868999782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5170348416868999782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5170348416868999782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-me-ride-on-your-bike-till-end-of.html' title='GIVE ME A RIDE ON YOUR BIKE TILL THE END OF CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR-hya0EmwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lsG7wcZ0GBI/s72-c/a3032f4efda2e104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-79236778655532371</id><published>2008-11-16T02:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:46:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAKAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner at &lt;strong&gt;sakae&lt;/strong&gt; airport with Qinnn (:&lt;br /&gt;I never ever get tired of eating jap food, really!&lt;br /&gt;We got the seat nearest the entrance and it made us both a little uncomfortable to see the queue and the service crew who kept walking past.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, food was good.&lt;br /&gt;With some new additions to the menu and a really cute mouse for the interactive menu!&lt;br /&gt;And I bought a notebook from mini toons, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for school to start so I could use it :D&lt;br /&gt;Organizer, notes, doodles &amp;amp; whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8kG-mwNkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YZtQ9lnz21Q/s1600-h/5BFB78BF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268969791350126146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8kG-mwNkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YZtQ9lnz21Q/s200/5BFB78BF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8japKjICI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HiXfmmLjtR8/s1600-h/2E3E83331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268969029680439330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8japKjICI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HiXfmmLjtR8/s200/2E3E83331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8i6wmgwLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TbFCKVz1m5c/s1600-h/7AF4257A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268968481920958642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8i6wmgwLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TbFCKVz1m5c/s200/7AF4257A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like eating these food all over again! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I secretly wish I could just book a ticket and fly off to Japan alone in the middle of the night without my parents’ knowledge and leaving a note on the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how it’ll be like.&lt;br /&gt;The culture, food, life, countryside, art etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;And leaving everything behind just for &lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don’t have the money and courage.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a lot of courage for a lot of things which really bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;And it always has to do with inferiority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These few days I've been thinking, that I'll really miss it when I'm gone.&lt;/em&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/9250334-79236778655532371?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/79236778655532371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=79236778655532371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/79236778655532371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/79236778655532371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/sakae.html' title='SAKAE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SR8kG-mwNkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YZtQ9lnz21Q/s72-c/5BFB78BF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6020172699994976528</id><published>2008-11-12T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:26:52.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm_IiEu-JI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rJZvplL9jXI/s1600-h/E744A030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267451392493025426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm_IiEu-JI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rJZvplL9jXI/s200/E744A030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so so so glad to have a friend like you to walk through life with (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks so much for everything we shared, from the tears, laughter and woes to angry moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm-sUddPzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EgsnF9h9RyQ/s1600-h/5F7CAC52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450907802287922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm-sUddPzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EgsnF9h9RyQ/s200/5F7CAC52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm-WLU_SLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ucwH1o6Oa-Q/s1600-h/BAFF4271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450527393728690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm-WLU_SLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ucwH1o6Oa-Q/s200/BAFF4271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there'll be more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCEEEE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love from ahzhen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9250334-6020172699994976528?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6020172699994976528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6020172699994976528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6020172699994976528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6020172699994976528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SRm_IiEu-JI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rJZvplL9jXI/s72-c/E744A030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7001240386110687563</id><published>2008-11-02T12:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:15:32.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ki61e3zFPks"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Something good for your senses.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling energetic and bubbly!&lt;br /&gt;And its simply because of the fine weather.&lt;br /&gt;Plus lack of sleep, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I love sunny days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no, I don’t wanna think of tomorrow :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQ0mvHysCII/AAAAAAAAAIg/30uhoa00O_8/s1600-h/C6C31020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263906130453334146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQ0mvHysCII/AAAAAAAAAIg/30uhoa00O_8/s200/C6C31020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Think of big comfy chair and huggable bear instead!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE &amp;amp; GOOD DAY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7001240386110687563?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7001240386110687563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7001240386110687563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7001240386110687563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7001240386110687563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/bliss.html' title='BLISS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQ0mvHysCII/AAAAAAAAAIg/30uhoa00O_8/s72-c/C6C31020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-749735861116473761</id><published>2008-11-02T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:45:26.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQyxLpppvXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TOGpG9B9q18/s1600-h/518327955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263776878206500210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQyxLpppvXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TOGpG9B9q18/s200/518327955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I had a random conversation with my sis last night and was showing her the postcards which I got from near my office.&lt;br /&gt;I was telling her how the art showcase at rp (advertised on postcard) seems interesting.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, we were reminded of our sec sch days where we performed for our band and orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;And both of us do miss performinggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I didn't really treasure the performance opportunities I had in sch.&lt;br /&gt;For one, I didn't do well in my instrument, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was all in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is finishing her As soon!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't wait…&lt;br /&gt;TO HAVE MY TABLE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve found someone to visit art friend with (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK GER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're reading this, haha.&lt;/em&gt;&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/9250334-749735861116473761?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/749735861116473761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=749735861116473761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/749735861116473761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/749735861116473761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/11/excitement.html' title='EXCITEMENT'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQyxLpppvXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TOGpG9B9q18/s72-c/518327955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5356268386497542593</id><published>2008-10-30T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:06:18.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My phone bill was a huge surprise this month.&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you pay for your own, no one said they’re paying it for you."&lt;br /&gt;Right, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help wishing that there's someone else who would pay the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty much awake now, since I fell asleep right after dinner and woke up at close to eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiVPbpk7oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r1mIZPnml6E/s1600-h/FEAD6B2D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262620256935145090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiVPbpk7oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r1mIZPnml6E/s200/FEAD6B2D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiU67WPWPI/AAAAAAAAAII/m0uVFfBqu1U/s1600-h/6CA98DC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262619904666720498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiU67WPWPI/AAAAAAAAAII/m0uVFfBqu1U/s200/6CA98DC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiUdhBne2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/2-XIgPJo7e4/s1600-h/7EE75F4A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262619399384693602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiUdhBne2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/2-XIgPJo7e4/s200/7EE75F4A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Public holiday was spent at NUS with sis (:&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how I know my way around the universities but I'm not a student of either.&lt;br /&gt;It rained while we were sitting on the bench along the corridor &amp;amp; it was so dark I couldn't read the book that I brought.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy I know, but I wished I had homework to do like sis.&lt;br /&gt;I realize it always took us awhile to warm up, but the point is I could always tell her about my insecurities and problems.&lt;br /&gt;And my phone kept barking that day.&lt;br /&gt;It's rare that I get 3 phone calls in just one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Do you know how to speak Chinese?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Bolognese at the coffee shop opposite the technopark is really good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm already thinking of Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5356268386497542593?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5356268386497542593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5356268386497542593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5356268386497542593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5356268386497542593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-phone-bill-was-huge-surprise-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQiVPbpk7oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r1mIZPnml6E/s72-c/FEAD6B2D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4805108533212306895</id><published>2008-10-26T12:25:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:32:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is probably the most horrible week since the start of my new job.&lt;br /&gt;The office is an evil place where people can be nice one moment and sarcastic the next.&lt;br /&gt;The environment seems to be getting hostile by the day too.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so tiring on the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is dooms day.&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn’t think of an explanation except the reason that I have not been focusing well enough to remember the details.&lt;br /&gt;And that is to say not enough effort on my part.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my friend who actually takes notes in her office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized I made a mistake about the date I was supposed to fax my timesheet over to the agency.&lt;br /&gt;Since Monday is a holiday, I could only get it done earliest by Tuesday when the person told me over the phone to get it done by Monday EARLY morning.&lt;br /&gt;Why do all the bad things have to come at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vented enough yesterday so I should be alright by Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Things happened within the past year have only made me more disappointed with myself each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to mention I've achieved nothing for the past year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates for the past week (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP4jK0ZhkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CM7eG-Ww5n8/s1600-h/82543376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261322072782112322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP4jK0ZhkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CM7eG-Ww5n8/s200/82543376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eunice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Called mab for a meet up &amp;amp; we ended up at seng huat where she &amp;amp; eunice had their supper. It was mac after that. Had a lovely time with the both of them (: And being the forgetful me, I left my wallet on the table and had to run back from the station to retrieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phew, it was still there when I reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP3_2SH-1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/LQVbEffIkYE/s1600-h/9574F0D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261321465974225746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP3_2SH-1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/LQVbEffIkYE/s200/9574F0D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first successful painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it got me jumping about the room with joy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST SATURDAY/HIPPOS OUTING/HAPPY BIRTHDAY QINNN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP3ltUyZNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QigDHDg01ik/s1600-h/DSCF2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261321016892875986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP3ltUyZNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QigDHDg01ik/s200/DSCF2298.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore biennale 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP25D1VyNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qbifpWBIMSE/s1600-h/DSCF2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261320249840879826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP25D1VyNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qbifpWBIMSE/s200/DSCF2258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP2vusCwKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qrH81XrRTY0/s1600-h/AB884EA9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261320089545916578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP2vusCwKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qrH81XrRTY0/s200/AB884EA9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is actually a map of Singapore. The white spots are post-its by the visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP2MTGj5AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nhRa_4MEGqg/s1600-h/5DEE4748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261319480845526018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP2MTGj5AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nhRa_4MEGqg/s200/5DEE4748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maggots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP1vyx1mBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3x_ZnmUHTQk/s1600-h/FB3331AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261318991132334098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP1vyx1mBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3x_ZnmUHTQk/s200/FB3331AA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bittergourds that were nurtured into the likes of a human face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP1SagoiUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eV4lPgOlDmk/s1600-h/45DBF43C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261318486401517890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP1SagoiUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eV4lPgOlDmk/s200/45DBF43C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside the old supreme court building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP06Pl4o_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/5k86F6Gt3Nk/s1600-h/A2FE3AEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261318071153894386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP06Pl4o_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/5k86F6Gt3Nk/s200/A2FE3AEB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP0azLgdKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q9J1gQ9FuoU/s1600-h/DSCF2172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261317530951120034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP0azLgdKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q9J1gQ9FuoU/s200/DSCF2172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hippos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4805108533212306895?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4805108533212306895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4805108533212306895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4805108533212306895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4805108533212306895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-time.html' title='ONE MORE TIME'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SQP4jK0ZhkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CM7eG-Ww5n8/s72-c/82543376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1445477391262668513</id><published>2008-10-20T01:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:09:48.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MONDAY BLUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPtvu7Ox4bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QGrMFK-HHrM/s1600-h/IMG_0039%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258919841849532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPtvu7Ox4bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QGrMFK-HHrM/s200/IMG_0039%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's already 1 plus am on a Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still here because I dislike waking up to the same office routine hence I'm pushing back my bed time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm already getting sick of work.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s the view from the office pantry.&lt;br /&gt;Boring view right.&lt;br /&gt;At least we have a vending machine with drinks that are foc!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be good if I could work on a laptop in the pantry!&lt;br /&gt;It's actually much brighter than the picture shows.&lt;br /&gt;And there's a corner which I find rather cosy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoy sitting in the pantry sipping my milo or eating some random snacks while staring out of the window/reading something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm dealing with another pimple outbreak which makes me dread daytime even more.&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1445477391262668513?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1445477391262668513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1445477391262668513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1445477391262668513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1445477391262668513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-already-1-plus-am-on-monday.html' title='HAPPY MONDAY BLUES'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPtvu7Ox4bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QGrMFK-HHrM/s72-c/IMG_0039%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2035039377549992367</id><published>2008-10-13T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:47:25.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPN6lwoPrEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dkiEXFaaeNQ/s1600-h/724352629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256679979198950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPN6lwoPrEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dkiEXFaaeNQ/s200/724352629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPNrVOnpeQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TXiNn3cXk2E/s1600-h/724352629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I actually bought a book on watercolours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was two weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Harris is a really great place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's now one of my favourite hangouts (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first watercolour painting was a failure, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I took a picture of it as a momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least it was still pretty obvious what I was trying to paint xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall get more brushes and maybe a sketch book and then start on a new painting soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now each time I step into Harris I'll be tempted to get another book on watercolours or art for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got tagged by Dajie and I'm supposed to list 20 things about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. There are times when I'm lazy to reply to sms-es/messages. (But it doesn't mean I don't care!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I wash my hair everyday, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I get upset easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I keep alot of things to myself because I don't always feel comfortable sharing. Only &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; with one or two close friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I LOVE JAPANESE FOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. I like pastas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I am not friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. I go for chips with sour cream &amp;amp; onion/cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. I don't dare to watch horror movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. I love love love CNY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. I daydream alot alot alot, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. I've never been to vivocity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. I want to learn the piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. Watching tv is my all-time favourite stay-home activity, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. I like receiving phone calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. I dislike it when I miss my phone calls and the caller never calls back. I'll brood about who the caller is and what the call is for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. I like waking up for breakfast in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. I don't like how others go 'wow' &amp;amp; fuss over pricey stuffs as it makes me feel uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. I don't like drinking bubble tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. I enjoy chatting with my sis because I think she's the one who knows me best and I can tell her almost anything. Though sometimes her crticisms does hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2035039377549992367?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2035039377549992367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2035039377549992367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2035039377549992367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2035039377549992367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-believe-i-actually-bought-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPN6lwoPrEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dkiEXFaaeNQ/s72-c/724352629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6005489214043211257</id><published>2008-10-11T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:36:23.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM NINE TO FIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPAsQDbvIEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UvwoHhGAM_E/s1600-h/449668712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255749419452538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPAsQDbvIEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UvwoHhGAM_E/s200/449668712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPAnjFRrdKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1dnrmUeZGY8/s1600-h/449668712.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love sunshine &amp;amp; sunny days (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been a superwoman flying everywhere about the office for the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I could be meddling with the microfilm, after that sorting letters, after that UPD tracking and after that I'm over at the registry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurhur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This colleague was like 'whoa, you're so super' because thinking of it, she was the only one who has seen me in all the places I've been at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I quite enjoy being in my current office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which is probably good since my contract is going to last me six months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't have any regrets taking up this job, but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sacrifices or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I don't eaxctly like doing sorting because this woman is doing a bad job teaching me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like I have to ask ALOT of questions and she doesn't tell me the whole idea of certain things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I make mistakes only to have her telling me that I shouldn't make assumptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How am I supposed to know what I'm supposed to know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus, I have a super bad memory too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily she has been pretty patient with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ate a banana at work yesterday because it was fruits day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A healthy lifestyle promotion in the office, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to receive my pay which will be in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's pretty far off considering that I started work in September.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SAKAE AIRPORT ON WEDNESDAY (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that killed my craving for sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus really good company from qinnn who kept me laughing with her Japanese, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somtimes I'll walk on the streets wishing that I was invisible to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6005489214043211257?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6005489214043211257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6005489214043211257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6005489214043211257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6005489214043211257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-nine-to-five.html' title='FROM NINE TO FIVE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SPAsQDbvIEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/UvwoHhGAM_E/s72-c/449668712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6333746121156465239</id><published>2008-09-28T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:38:49.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SN8KKviASfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ScPv1rwWq6A/s1600-h/163885162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250926870211348978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SN8KKviASfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ScPv1rwWq6A/s200/163885162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SN8HurVXQ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5bDq2z3kAWQ/s1600-h/163885162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the time of the year where I'll always count the number of households who decorated their corridors/windows with festive lights on the opposite block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can simply stand by the window or look up from the path I'm walking just to admire those pretty lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't need to be alone to feel lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they don't understand your intentions or how hard you've been trying, it just comes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The week ended good with hippos outing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were at cityhall yesterday and I could hear the engine from the F1 race cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn cool, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner at shokudo rsc and lantern festival at chinese garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I burned lots of calories from all the walking, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's that time of the year when my family jokes about my hair again -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lion king.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I can't help but think of those wigs they sell at bugis street, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I swear I'm not getting one even though they're the best solutions to my everyday-bad hair day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They just don't seem real enough xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my dad recently used this kuku ringtone which got him the attention of the aunties at the market when his phone rang, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring cleaning activity later on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for lunch ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6333746121156465239?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6333746121156465239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6333746121156465239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6333746121156465239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6333746121156465239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-time-of-year-where-ill-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SN8KKviASfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ScPv1rwWq6A/s72-c/163885162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2090781890023076390</id><published>2008-09-19T04:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:33:37.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IF I SNEEZE CONFETTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SNK6_2uj6oI/AAAAAAAAAEw/on8YsxHFPUg/s1600-h/287162226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247462122025380482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SNK6_2uj6oI/AAAAAAAAAEw/on8YsxHFPUg/s200/287162226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HURHUR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was down with flu &amp;amp; I keep sneezing everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed down to whitesands library &amp;amp; I had to give up my comfy sofa seat for the toilet to clear my runny nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went back later on to a different seat with a book on my left hand &amp;amp; toilet paper on my right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just as I was about to leave the library at the entrance, I think my sneeze was quite bad because I looked up to see this hairdresser smiling at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's weird how I'm having random thoughts of sneezing confetti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KUKU SUSHI DIDN'T REPLY MY SMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come back safe &amp;amp; happy (:&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/9250334-2090781890023076390?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2090781890023076390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2090781890023076390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2090781890023076390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2090781890023076390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-if-i-sneeze-confetti.html' title='WHAT IF I SNEEZE CONFETTI'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SNK6_2uj6oI/AAAAAAAAAEw/on8YsxHFPUg/s72-c/287162226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6917035133323382780</id><published>2008-09-17T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:50:58.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;September has got pretty sunshine weathers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6917035133323382780?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6917035133323382780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6917035133323382780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6917035133323382780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6917035133323382780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-has-got-pretty-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7858990242241378947</id><published>2008-09-16T15:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:55:40.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVE ME IN A PINK VESPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SM9k70GwAXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JXSm-IfMVRo/s1600-h/276081054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523069671932274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SM9k70GwAXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JXSm-IfMVRo/s320/276081054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SM9eaZS8cCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/V-rz6CMQsC4/s1600-h/276081054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told my brother that I'll be using the com for just a few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I refuse him usage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my bro (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because no matter how I irritate him, he never gets angry for long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if we quarrel, he's always the one to talk to me first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus, he's really cute &amp;amp; growing taller, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Childish right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that's the way I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope to start work soon, then again not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to keep myself busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Save me from all the insecurities and all the thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spare me from scrolling through my phonebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bring me away from guilt &amp;amp; low self-esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at least I get to be busy &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not exactly &lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just a feeling I don't know how to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received a call from this childcare centre yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my immediate thought was, "&lt;em&gt;Why take so long to call?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But soon after she heard that I'm starting school in august next year, she said bye and hanged up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it didn't make any difference whether they call or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't like being an irresponsible person &amp;amp; inconveniencing others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYONE INTERESTED IN SG BIENNIAL EXHIBITS &amp;amp; WANNA GO LIKE VERY SOON?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Art is cool (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Art is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I loveee!&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/9250334-7858990242241378947?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7858990242241378947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7858990242241378947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7858990242241378947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7858990242241378947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/drive-me-in-pink-vespa.html' title='DRIVE ME IN A PINK VESPA'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SM9k70GwAXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JXSm-IfMVRo/s72-c/276081054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7205301402028048873</id><published>2008-09-12T11:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:30:42.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNSETTLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun didn't shine as it did yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waiting &amp;amp; anticipation has made me lose any appetite for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ended up I couldn't sleep in either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7205301402028048873?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7205301402028048873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7205301402028048873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7205301402028048873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7205301402028048873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/unsettling.html' title='UNSETTLING'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2344921096407284602</id><published>2008-09-11T10:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:13:26.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIECES OF MY HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SMiIJrw0G7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/TTk-TgltDMc/s1600-h/588625142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244591466020608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SMiIJrw0G7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/TTk-TgltDMc/s200/588625142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SMiCVPVWMzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-PKPrnDZY-g/s1600-h/588625142.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many things in life puzzle me, just like how I wonder about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really into art these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was wondering why is it only now &amp;amp; not in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that I didn't have any interest at all, but... oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I didn't have the time to think about/do anything considering how hectic jc has been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't even know if my interest is for real &amp;amp; whether it would even last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate it when there are so many 'what if' and uncertainties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all the more I hate losing my freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn't help that I give in to pressure.&lt;/div&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%;"&gt;RAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those 9 months are going to scare the hell out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm already getting the jitters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's important to listen to your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life sucks, but love it anyway for all the good that has come your way (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like fixing a puzzle, sometimes you need a few tries to find the correct piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2344921096407284602?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2344921096407284602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2344921096407284602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2344921096407284602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2344921096407284602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/09/pieces-of-my-heart.html' title='PIECES OF MY HEART'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SMiIJrw0G7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/TTk-TgltDMc/s72-c/588625142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3262193877619134313</id><published>2008-08-25T16:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:09:44.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKING LIFE WITH A HEART LIKE THE LION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SLJ0EvbMLII/AAAAAAAAADw/ClOqEpNipBI/s1600-h/136259518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238376941384117378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SLJ0EvbMLII/AAAAAAAAADw/ClOqEpNipBI/s200/136259518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SLJtzttW0WI/AAAAAAAAADo/xgyvM7l7-gA/s1600-h/136259518.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY MONDAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fight those Monday blues &amp;amp; wear something bright today (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fill everyday with love, from simple interests to people who matters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make your own life special &amp;amp; truly yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember to laugh along the way, even at the most embarassing moments &amp;amp; fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't look back - reflect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never think too much - charge full speed ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to that little voice inside of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When in need of help, don't be shy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It may take some time, but keep the faith &amp;amp; be brave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lastly, be sure to have fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, from the littlest of things in your daily life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Changes are important, girl &amp;amp; you can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3262193877619134313?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3262193877619134313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3262193877619134313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3262193877619134313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3262193877619134313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-life-as-it-comes.html' title='TAKING LIFE WITH A HEART LIKE THE LION'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SLJ0EvbMLII/AAAAAAAAADw/ClOqEpNipBI/s72-c/136259518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5635955755276166348</id><published>2008-08-19T18:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:50:13.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OF PATTINI &amp; PIEDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKqlOynOExI/AAAAAAAAADg/Y2a6QLBmdQM/s1600-h/23746220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236179190294647570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKqlOynOExI/AAAAAAAAADg/Y2a6QLBmdQM/s200/23746220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn't help that I'm someone who likes to escape from my problems &amp;amp; fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway shoes are definitely great buys though they form the minority of my purchases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just looking at the pretty ones can make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was actually browsing through pictures of them online &amp;amp; it reminded me of the pair which caught my eyes some days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've this sudden urge now to buy that pair of shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time for retail therapy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just to mention, my crazy dad went on a crazy 11km run yesterday &amp;amp; he's suffering from aching legs now, haha. &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/9250334-5635955755276166348?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5635955755276166348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5635955755276166348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5635955755276166348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5635955755276166348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-pattini-piedi.html' title='OF PATTINI &amp; PIEDI'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKqlOynOExI/AAAAAAAAADg/Y2a6QLBmdQM/s72-c/23746220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1466156819805694078</id><published>2008-08-15T01:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:41:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M ONLY A BEAT BEHIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKR0cXPFBzI/AAAAAAAAADA/SrjShz1-cL4/s1600-h/473606987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234436697533777714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKR0cXPFBzI/AAAAAAAAADA/SrjShz1-cL4/s200/473606987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKRtv9F4soI/AAAAAAAAAC4/N7a3xJS3Zx0/s1600-h/473606987.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left my heart at home today, but nevertheless, I enjoyed the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I never fail to leave the cinema with a big red nose, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These few days I've been thinking that distance might not necessarily be such a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the more you get to know me, the more you'll realize I'm actually not the person you knew from the time we first met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Certain things &amp;amp; emotions I keep to myself not because I don't want to trust, but I'm unsure of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I dislike it when I tell someone something &amp;amp; they think small of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It happened before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So let that &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; distance preserve whatever we share &amp;amp; keep things pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's also because I expect more with every step forward &amp;amp; I still care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1466156819805694078?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1466156819805694078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1466156819805694078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1466156819805694078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1466156819805694078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/08/beat-apart.html' title='I&apos;M ONLY A BEAT BEHIND'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SKR0cXPFBzI/AAAAAAAAADA/SrjShz1-cL4/s72-c/473606987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8740380620650816629</id><published>2008-08-11T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:14:43.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAMMM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's a bitch sometimes, for giving you all the unpleasant surprises in a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; all the more I hate myself for always getting in the way and screwing things up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've had enough today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8740380620650816629?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8740380620650816629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8740380620650816629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8740380620650816629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8740380620650816629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/08/screammm.html' title='SCREAMMM'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4480009774784668481</id><published>2008-08-08T23:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:42:52.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILIARITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SJx0sCGe7eI/AAAAAAAAACw/KFFvOA_43Uw/s1600-h/219865823.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not easy to learn from your mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always make the same mistakes only to regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all, it's also about fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;TCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was great today with great company (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mains were tasty, but dessert was quite a disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;coffee&lt;/em&gt; is still not my cup of tea, haha.&lt;/div&gt;I just got to know that some people at work have problems recognizing Chinese characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got fascinated by the children's Chinese vocabulary book I borrowed for Pam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Auntie Mary began flipping through the pages &amp;amp; read the words in monotone which amuses me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Vincent can't read the words without the aid of hanyu pinyin &amp;amp; the picture, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's heartwarming when the people at work gather around the tables discussing &amp;amp; joking about an issue because it's when I feel that we're like one big family (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially during after-lunch hours when there are no crowds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of my favourite time of the year.&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/9250334-4480009774784668481?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4480009774784668481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4480009774784668481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4480009774784668481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4480009774784668481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-dreams-opportunities.html' title='FAMILIARITY'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7870107902886852696</id><published>2008-07-20T03:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T03:35:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER AND OVER AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SIJB4-0biJI/AAAAAAAAACg/m5C7DY39NB8/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224810964894582930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SIJB4-0biJI/AAAAAAAAACg/m5C7DY39NB8/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd forgotten when was the last time I spent an entire day on a weekend at home. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was my very first time in so many months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I felt a little uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;Spent my entire day on a book and I managed to complete it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was also the first time I'd completed an English fiction in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the book was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Kite Runner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My thoughts wondered sometimes even though I was reading the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Days like these with nothing to do are just depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll end up losing sleep because I think too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the contrary, yesterday was so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a chat over iced chocolate &amp;amp; iced tea at the cafe in school with mei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we ended up at the airport, at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sakae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where we spoke of our secondary school days &amp;amp; did silly&lt;em&gt; superman&lt;/em&gt; poses in the lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For once, it felt really good to be an &lt;em&gt;open book&lt;/em&gt;, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7870107902886852696?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7870107902886852696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7870107902886852696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7870107902886852696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7870107902886852696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-and-over-again.html' title='OVER AND OVER AGAIN'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SIJB4-0biJI/AAAAAAAAACg/m5C7DY39NB8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4689177610668939631</id><published>2008-07-17T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:55:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR YOU A THOUSAND TIMES OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SH869H_BuII/AAAAAAAAACA/qwWN90907sc/s1600-h/durians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223958914562898050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SH869H_BuII/AAAAAAAAACA/qwWN90907sc/s400/durians.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The durian season is here again &amp;amp; unfortunately, durians are not to my liking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always avoid them if I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But just two nights ago, my dad came home to see a big bag of durians by the fridge and without hesitation, he began to pry them open.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had no choice but to join him since everyone was sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't bear to see him eating it alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to my horror, he opened one after another, only stopping at the one which he thought tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;But none of them tasted really good to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I still don't see anything good in a durian, except the fact that it could be a potential nasty weapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The riders at work had been transferred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I made this delivery to Millenia Tower with Dewi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was quite interesting, except that we were pretty lost at the lobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; you the yaya papaya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dislike you for being rude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's the first time I forgot my cap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I hope you're not disgusted by the fact that I wore your cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wash my hair everyday!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's frustrating when others don't reciprocate what you have to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still very bothered, but I'm alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm at a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how to treat people like them, even though they're not the first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying too hard is not an option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Books can be such good companions &amp;amp; I almost bought one today out of impulse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I stopped myself from doing so simply because I wasn't sure it'll make a good read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the meet-up with Sushi today was a happy affair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like always (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friendships are like antiques, they increase in value with the passing of time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4689177610668939631?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4689177610668939631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4689177610668939631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4689177610668939631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4689177610668939631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-you-thousand-times-over.html' title='FOR YOU A THOUSAND TIMES OVER'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SH869H_BuII/AAAAAAAAACA/qwWN90907sc/s72-c/durians.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1924460338022570967</id><published>2008-07-15T01:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:27:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WITH LOVE, FROM ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;People can be so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disappointing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But maybe I should speak for myself too, because I'm human like anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I disappointed someone without myself knowing too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I admit I made mistakes which got me upset with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world is just so&lt;em&gt; confusing&lt;/em&gt; at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very sensitive to other's behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if I sense anything wrong, I'll just back off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like an almost immediate reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I don't want to be a fool and stick around people who doesn't care or have a motive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm too wary and sensitive for my own good, but I just can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I can accept flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because nothing matters more than sincerity and a true heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the reason why it takes me so much to move even one step closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's to say I judge, but not discriminate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm neither the typical girl-next-door nor the amicable person everyone likes to hang out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus we are all at liberty to choose, so I should just learn to be contented with what I already have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shouldn't take it to heart that others judge too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling so much better now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1924460338022570967?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1924460338022570967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1924460338022570967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1924460338022570967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1924460338022570967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/07/with-love-from-me.html' title='WITH LOVE, FROM ME'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7212977629410409037</id><published>2008-07-08T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:32:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A RIDE ON THE WHEEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SHJTyoS9_oI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-VLJziaeB2o/s1600-h/127657477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220327047351369346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SHJTyoS9_oI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-VLJziaeB2o/s400/127657477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a vast universe out there.&lt;br /&gt;And like a &lt;strong&gt;ferris wheel&lt;/strong&gt;, things are going &lt;em&gt;merry-go-round&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised I've missed out on alot of opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And while it's good to be free from the daily 9-6 routine, I've got even more to worry &amp;amp; fret about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, work was good todayyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surprisingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had random chats with Daniel and Yani which was unexpected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took a walk around the mini food fare with Hazel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helped auntie with the garliccc bread too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND I THINK I DID A PRETTY GOOD JOB, HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoy getting along with the older generation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes they amuses me, and they're easy to get along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember how interesting it was to watch auntie cook pasta looking all flustered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even tough I can't understand what uncle says 95% of the time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I appreciate his random comments and chats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're cute &amp;amp; amiable people and I love their smile (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its weird that I get many people asking me for directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7212977629410409037?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7212977629410409037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7212977629410409037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7212977629410409037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7212977629410409037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/07/ride-on-wheel.html' title='A RIDE ON THE WHEEL'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SHJTyoS9_oI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-VLJziaeB2o/s72-c/127657477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-2463961666561048255</id><published>2008-07-01T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:47:51.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SCHOOL BELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I had a fun chat with qinnn online today which sent me into fits of soft giggles in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now emoticons are damn amusing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What with the red riding hood and &lt;em&gt;la bi xiao xin&lt;/em&gt; look alike, punching &lt;em&gt;bah bao&lt;/em&gt;, weird laughing and trembling emoticons and pink panther!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the effect might wear off after some time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I can finally satisfy my craving for a meal at &lt;strong&gt;Secret Receipe&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my ez-link expired today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It reminded me that I need to get somewhere soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My decision has more or less been fixed, though I'm still not very confident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's the best I could think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's weird how people can get hurt by the same remark over and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-2463961666561048255?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2463961666561048255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=2463961666561048255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2463961666561048255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/2463961666561048255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-bell.html' title='THE SCHOOL BELL'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7923155472441373453</id><published>2008-06-29T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T03:41:20.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LOVES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGaPoaxEEhI/AAAAAAAAABg/s0fSctONSLk/s1600-h/687599378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217015142897947154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGaPoaxEEhI/AAAAAAAAABg/s0fSctONSLk/s400/687599378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Narnia's a nice movie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's &lt;strong&gt;eye candyyyy&lt;/strong&gt;! (See above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a nice chat over lunch with Sushi at Long John.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was being more chatty than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exchanged comments in whispers while in the theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you know, my friend laughs out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sushi, I think you're the loudest in the cinema leh, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had green tea ice-cream topped with mango sauce (hahaha :D) afterrr everythinggg ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other was chocolate with almond nuts as topppings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Sushi insisted on having the ice-cream before I leave for work and after that insist that we take a picture which included ourselves and the ice-cream -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally succeeded after many failed attempts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the prayer and it was nice hanging out with youuuuuu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAILAI &lt;/strong&gt;for supper after work with bestie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prefer the soup noodles (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took the wrong bus home, missed the last bus and I walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily I live in a bustling estate and had mab on the phone with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the first thing that caught my attention was the letter on the table when I reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was already opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, this is a good starter to a new day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the lunchbox of life, you are the surprise little yummy thing that someone snuck in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEOW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a sweet surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7923155472441373453?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7923155472441373453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7923155472441373453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7923155472441373453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7923155472441373453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/06/loves.html' title='THE LOVES'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGaPoaxEEhI/AAAAAAAAABg/s0fSctONSLk/s72-c/687599378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-5990146014679834212</id><published>2008-06-23T00:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:43:18.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCING FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGUZGVdHl0I/AAAAAAAAABY/2Gs-iXWKmA4/s1600-h/44022880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216603340007774018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGUZGVdHl0I/AAAAAAAAABY/2Gs-iXWKmA4/s400/44022880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been thinking of it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the opportunity comes, I'm willing to dedicate my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm curious how far my passion will take me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, today was special since Jiayan came down to lunch with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been hoping for that since her so-called O.R.D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I appreciate that girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can consider being my job agent, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting Sushi in about 12 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;rare&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;movie date&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;LAILAI&lt;/strong&gt; for supperrrrrr tomorrowww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weekends are best since I get to laugh along with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-5990146014679834212?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5990146014679834212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=5990146014679834212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5990146014679834212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/5990146014679834212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-thinking-of-it-again.html' title='DANCING FREE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SGUZGVdHl0I/AAAAAAAAABY/2Gs-iXWKmA4/s72-c/44022880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-7539980954272520319</id><published>2008-06-12T14:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:33:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY LOVING YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SFh-yPCC_NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gUoGmX7AjXA/s1600-h/kids+and+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213055970175024338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SFh-yPCC_NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gUoGmX7AjXA/s400/kids+and+sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's a really nice pic up there isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kids, sunset and the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The simplicity of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you need is great company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I could join them inside the picture, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like what Steve always does in Blue's Clues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A great escapade it'll be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like money is the biggest worry nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it doesn't go away like overnight unless you've struck some lottery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To solve money problems, you'll probably need months of hard work, or even years for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life isn't all that bad now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it'll be good to be loaded of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm ending my four month's stint in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait for my last day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can already picture myself spending afternoons reading at the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've lost my habit of reading since secondary school when school work started to get heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I shall try to pick it up again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking back, I should've used these 4 months to do something more meangingful and constructive instead of sitting in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HMMMMPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm blogging in the office and it's weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because my seat is right in front of my colleagues, they can see what I'm doing on the com -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I could care less, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't take too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this may come as a little late: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many thanks for accompanying me throughout the whole of Wednesday the week before, even though it was very last minute.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sorry to make you spend so much on travelling.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That listening ear was much much appreciated too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had fun and I hope you did too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to that silly girl who sits in the office like I do,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've been really great company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those random chats with you were really fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for seeing me through those super-buay-tahan-boring days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many more shopping trips to go, cheers! :D&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to that special friend who has always stuck around no matter how busy I got, I'm really glad we came this far (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'll be nice if we could be school buds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 5th year &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-7539980954272520319?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7539980954272520319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=7539980954272520319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7539980954272520319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/7539980954272520319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-loving-you.html' title='HAPPY LOVING YOU'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SFh-yPCC_NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gUoGmX7AjXA/s72-c/kids+and+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8533598193428294931</id><published>2008-06-03T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:16:05.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RIGHT WAY TO GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SEUDQPAzxII/AAAAAAAAABA/nDv0QtwFnTM/s1600-h/road+signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572121566561410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SEUDQPAzxII/AAAAAAAAABA/nDv0QtwFnTM/s320/road+signs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like I'm in a &lt;em&gt;mess&lt;/em&gt; right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many times, I'm too unsure of my own decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When others say "No, you shouldn't do this", I'll start to have doubts again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The people around me seems to be more concerned about my education than I do myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually I should have chosen a polytechnic education in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even my dad thinks so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think I have any idea why I'm doing what I'm doing with my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, it's time I start looking for a new job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had enough of office work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nowadays I don't really focus on what I'm doing and I don't take work seriously anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's making me guilty and the process just repeats everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I can give tuition a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe some childcare centre or kindergarten would do just fine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8533598193428294931?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8533598193428294931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8533598193428294931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8533598193428294931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8533598193428294931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/06/right-way-to-go.html' title='THE RIGHT WAY TO GO'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SEUDQPAzxII/AAAAAAAAABA/nDv0QtwFnTM/s72-c/road+signs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-6630447086046897461</id><published>2008-05-25T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:08:18.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SDkOiwSb5mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5Pi1iGLvxY0/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204206834643887714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SDkOiwSb5mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5Pi1iGLvxY0/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was surprised by sushi's phone call early in the morning at 1am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally unexpected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it was only a short conversation &amp;amp; some updates, it was a nice chat we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking back, it's great to know that you have friends who've lasted you through your growing up years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many more years to go, cheers to friendships (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-6630447086046897461?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6630447086046897461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=6630447086046897461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6630447086046897461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/6630447086046897461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/05/friendships.html' title='FRIENDSHIPS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SDkOiwSb5mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5Pi1iGLvxY0/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8067686837443738717</id><published>2008-05-15T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:33:49.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACE OF MIND, MAYBE</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been pretty good (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting used to work in the office &amp;amp; what's more, I have my cousin for company now.&lt;br /&gt;Days in the office feels so much more at ease.&lt;br /&gt;We went to have lunch at pastamania (out of my curiosity) today and I got a lucky draw coupon! :D&lt;br /&gt;FREE MINESTRONE SOUP, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I would have preferred the notebook or the pen.&lt;br /&gt;But we couldn't see the coupon box for the lucky draw anywhere, so we took it back to the office.&lt;br /&gt;Budoshu crab (lacking in sauce) &amp;amp; kousou prawn tastes good ;)&lt;br /&gt;I like apple juice too!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the service staff were all smiles and nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to Suntec after office hours on Mon &amp;amp; Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Work was unexpectedly pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;All the greetings and 'hellos' have never felt happier there.&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah han helped to sweep the floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was very very nice of him (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Latiff's random comments &amp;amp; incessant naggings were amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chat with Eunice while waiting for Pam was enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Said 'bye' to Vincent before he left, but he was wearing a grumpy face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pam said she really love us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She might not know this, but we love her alot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And the usual walk back to the station was just very very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even though I'm always the one watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lastly, there's the usual chat at the station with bestie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the two days, I was so drained that I tried hard to keep my eyes open while waiting for the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And!&lt;br /&gt;I just had thoughts today on what I might want to do next.&lt;br /&gt;Everything depends on my uni application now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8067686837443738717?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8067686837443738717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8067686837443738717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8067686837443738717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8067686837443738717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-it-feels-like-to-be-happy.html' title='PEACE OF MIND, MAYBE'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-1545878832955695519</id><published>2008-05-01T16:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:39:43.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BALLOON THAT FLEW AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBmE5fH2lCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1ejizgOsJOE/s1600-h/151392992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195329768290423842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBmE5fH2lCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1ejizgOsJOE/s320/151392992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These 2 weeks have been most &lt;em&gt;upsetting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's nothing to describe how I felt just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, the weekends can't help to lift my spirit this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I really wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-1545878832955695519?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1545878832955695519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=1545878832955695519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1545878832955695519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/1545878832955695519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/05/balloon-that-flew-away.html' title='THE BALLOON THAT FLEW AWAY'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBmE5fH2lCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1ejizgOsJOE/s72-c/151392992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-9089984415514260505</id><published>2008-05-01T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:35:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT THING ABOUT NUMBERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBnP_PH2lEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GXL3KHlkdP0/s1600-h/437937936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195412330446754882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBnP_PH2lEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GXL3KHlkdP0/s400/437937936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It dawned upon me today that nineteen seems like a really big number.&lt;br /&gt;The difference between eighteen and nineteen is quite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;significant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m referring to age here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being nineteen is like taking one step into adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;It came to my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;realization&lt;/span&gt; during a random chat with my colleague at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;She was asking me about my cousin who’s going to join us for two months on the 12th and I told her she’s twenty this year.&lt;br /&gt;You could say that I ‘grew up’ with this cousin of mine, so I don’t actually realize she’s actually a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;big girl&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I’m not used to ages beginning with a two in front.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how excited I was when I reached my tenth birthday because there are two digits in my age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that age, I always think of &lt;em&gt;being grown up&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; how it'll be like&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and it will soon be my twentieth year on planet earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I still don't feel like I'm entering &lt;em&gt;adulthood&lt;/em&gt;, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or rather, I don't feel like one :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m thinking too much again.&lt;br /&gt;Every stage in life is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;brand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;new experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;MOE&lt;/strong&gt; shortlisted me for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not very eager about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-9089984415514260505?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9089984415514260505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=9089984415514260505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/9089984415514260505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/9089984415514260505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-thing-about-numbers.html' title='THAT THING ABOUT NUMBERS'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6hPc_qT1EMU/SBnP_PH2lEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GXL3KHlkdP0/s72-c/437937936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-3338715493037252314</id><published>2008-04-26T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T16:36:09.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy belated</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SUNNY SATURDAY'S GONNA BE SPENT AT HOME (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breeze is coming through the window &amp;amp; it smells nice.&lt;br /&gt;I love sunny days like these, it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was surprise, surprise &amp;amp; more surprise.&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to good ol' pals from sec school days.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get hold of a lighter, so we had a mini celebration using our &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;imagination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;unique, quirky &amp;amp; awkward&lt;/em&gt; rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From bugis to city hall to raffles place, the day was happy &amp;amp; well spent.&lt;br /&gt;But it added to my guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-3338715493037252314?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3338715493037252314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=3338715493037252314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3338715493037252314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/3338715493037252314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-happy-belated.html' title='Happy happy belated'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-8760990774216379834</id><published>2008-04-16T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:11:04.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of balconies, dreams &amp; being ordinary</title><content type='html'>How I wished my house has a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;balcony&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then I could spend sunny afternoons reading a book, surfing the net or simply sitting on the chair and looking out of the window at the pretty blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;Then there'll be pots of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt; here and there and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;How nice that'll be.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be even nicer with a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;swing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But it's an impossible dream since my dad turned the balcony into part of the living room =/&lt;br /&gt;Juat a random thought that came when I was watching tv during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and tomorrow's my off day :D&lt;br /&gt;And it's been weeks since I could sleep until my eyes open naturally and not to the sound of the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a lazy &amp;amp; quiet day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late in the morning, had breakfast, watched tv, surf the net, had lunch while watching tv and then I surfed the net again.&lt;br /&gt;I tried taking a nap, but I couldn't fall asleep with so many thoughts running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been thinking &amp;amp; worrying too much lately, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'll think, that I'm already nineteen and nothing great's been done with my life.&lt;br /&gt;And it worries me because I think it'll not be long before age creeps up on me.&lt;br /&gt;Like what my dad wished, I'm an ordinary girl leading the typical life most people do.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what university might bring for me &amp;amp; whether I'll even get a place.&lt;br /&gt;How I wished I had some talent &amp;amp; is studying in some arts institution.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;If I have kids of my own, I'll definitely let them take up some form of art, be it music, dance, speech &amp;amp; drama or drawing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow's my interview at NTU.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll get lost finding my way around those buildings, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wish me luck! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To best friend: Hope you're ok in school. Shall see &amp;amp; hear you on Sat! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-8760990774216379834?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8760990774216379834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=8760990774216379834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8760990774216379834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/8760990774216379834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-balconies-dreams-being-ordinary.html' title='Of balconies, dreams &amp; being ordinary'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9250334.post-4066271780035662206</id><published>2008-04-08T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:11:31.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss best friend.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling sad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Best friend, I miss you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I won't get to see you till the weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9250334-4066271780035662206?l=blu-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4066271780035662206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9250334&amp;postID=4066271780035662206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4066271780035662206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9250334/posts/default/4066271780035662206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blu-summer.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-feeling-sad-today.html' title='I miss best friend.'/><author><name>Lizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06593482718035002181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
