<?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-7090913</id><updated>2011-07-25T07:41:04.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare mo. Shiranai.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-2744055427917740513</id><published>2008-12-07T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:34.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run your own race. Climb your own Everest.</title><content type='html'>Many people were shocked when I told them I'm running the Standchart Marathon. The FULL marathon. &lt;strong&gt;42.195km&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame them. Even I, myself didn't know why I wanted to do it. The furthest I've ever ran in my whole entire life was probably &lt;strong&gt;4km&lt;/strong&gt;? In a gym on a treadmill with the most ideal "weather condition".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came the 2nd Frequently Asked Qns - &lt;em&gt;Why not try the 10km first?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of completing the 10km or half marathon wasn't as exciting as the actual marathon itself. I've been taught to dream big dreams. And so, it became my goal. My focus in life when I've already lost directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, it was the collection of our race packs! *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277686223263201746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bqF2TedI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NwJI5A1qufY/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brother, being a 2nd time marathon-er (and my personal trainer for this marathon), said that we should load up on carbo the night before. Since our run is at 5.30am, it wouldn't be wise to have a heavy breakfast. The mere thought of it is quite scary. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOAD&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CARBO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine an equivalent of like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 bowls of rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 loaf of bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And then GO TO SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if.... it actually doesn't burn and become fats overnight??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of my marathon... I ate a large plate of fusilli bolognaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277686218191072098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bpy9A62I/AAAAAAAAAC0/y01ar1EwH70/s320/pasta+meal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Even Mom was impressed. She said she never see me eat so much before. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, 3 of us downed the Berocca drink and ate a bar before heading down to Padang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277686231613832050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bqk9P-3I/AAAAAAAAADE/Tn3IG-s_V50/s320/DSC00072_sumi-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running the marathon taught me many lessons in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, life is just like running a marathon. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's never about the destination, but the journey that matters the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My journey towards training up for the run, my journey within the run itself, is something more memorable than the split second when I cross the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In life, we can never succeed alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If not for my brother, I probably would have a much harder time completing the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when we were just running around in circles, no shade nor scenary, and the air thick with exhaust fumes. And I started to get really frustrated. But never did I once doubt myself. For I know (as did other marathon-ers) that as long as we keep moving forwards, we'd eventually reach the finish line. No matter how tough the road that lies ahead,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as long as we believe in ourselves, we will succeed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We meet different people along the way. Some of them, you'd probably see once in your life. Some, appeared a few times. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;they're all there for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was so funny to see those tourist in the Duck Tour Boat waving and shouting encouragements to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter young or old, male or female, race or religion, first timers or regulars, somehow I think people run marathons just to understand life better. Everyone should at least run a marathon once in their life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, it kinda re-affirm my belief in my business. All the teachings being practised and reflecting back to life again. It's a circle! I'm so proud of everyone who participated that day!! Together, we achieved something. See you next year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bqtut_PI/AAAAAAAAADM/n12S-RAOc1w/s1600-h/GGBT0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277686233968803058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bqtut_PI/AAAAAAAAADM/n12S-RAOc1w/s320/GGBT0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's not about how fast you run. But how you complete your race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to Brother &amp;amp; WJ for running with me. I seriously think it's the pasta. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-2744055427917740513?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/2744055427917740513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=2744055427917740513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/2744055427917740513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/2744055427917740513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/12/run-your-own-race-climb-your-own.html' title='Run your own race. Climb your own Everest.'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/ST4bqF2TedI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NwJI5A1qufY/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-7049251682206871230</id><published>2008-11-25T19:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:31:48.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not about how fast you can run</title><content type='html'>But how long you can last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly came to mind while I was having my morning training at ECP today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it reflects the nature of my business as well. Yup, it's a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Standchart&lt;/span&gt; actually has a huge countdown timer overlooking everyone who walks past its bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[13 Days]&lt;/strong&gt; it read, when we walked past it on Sunday. &lt;em&gt;Stressed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the heck am I doing here on a perfectly fine Sunday?&lt;/em&gt; I wondered to myself. Ahh.. The &lt;em&gt;feng shui&lt;/em&gt; master told us it was a auspicious day to start work. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the new office is spectacular! It overlooks the vast Singapore river &amp;amp; Marina Bay. If I'm bored, I can even take a peek at the guests over at Fullerton. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272561334946035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSvmmVHq-OI/AAAAAAAAACs/0h_oCtNY1wM/s320/office+(blog).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even have a "Rendevous Alley" (as Mr Lion called it) where our cupboards are. Speaking of the tiny cupboards, Ah Wee just pointed out that the boxful of stuffs I brought to the new office seemed redundant. Argh! And the other box I had at home should have been the one I brought over. Argh!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Nope I didn't like faint during my run or something. I visited Dr Sein and her much talked about creations - Adults only ICE CREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The location is &lt;em&gt;sibei ulu&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously. It's as if they purposely got this spot to source out the true blue foodie who would travel the 7 oceans, brave the devastating storms, to seek enlightenment upon a mountain. Ok, it's literally on a hill though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going through all the tests that Dr Sein executed upon mere mortals like us, our final test, before we gained enlightenement, was the sinfully rich cream desserts infused with alchohol. &lt;em&gt;Taa-daa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272555360676373522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSvhKlOyZBI/AAAAAAAAACc/2yoUE0PEPOo/s320/7th+Heaven_dark+strokes+(blog).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sampler platter of 3 easily costs more than the plate of chicken rice (plus 2 sides &amp;amp; drinks) we had earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Being a choc-lover, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Black forest&lt;/span&gt; was easily my fav. It was rich with tiny bits of choc peeking out and a generous dose of rum. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lychee martini&lt;/span&gt; came 2nd. The name says it all. I thought the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mango &amp;amp; vodka&lt;/span&gt; fusion was a weird combi. D thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;The platter was savoured in comforting silence. Luckily we came at an odd time. Cos I heared there'd be a queue during peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, as the last spoonful of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Black Forest&lt;/span&gt; drizzled down my tongue, the Saint herself appeared before us - Dr Sein. She came across as a well-articulated and polite young lady. But if not read properly, she may seem a little sacarstic. D called her a B-word. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I'm impressed. But not like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FWOAH&lt;/span&gt; impressed. Perhaps I had too high expectations. For now, my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ice Cream Chefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; work well for my palettes. On my wallet too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Raeburn Park #01-24&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Institute of Singapore (behind the Railway station)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the faint-hearted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-7049251682206871230?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/7049251682206871230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=7049251682206871230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/7049251682206871230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/7049251682206871230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-about-how-fast-you-can-run.html' title='It&apos;s not about how fast you can run'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSvmmVHq-OI/AAAAAAAAACs/0h_oCtNY1wM/s72-c/office+(blog).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-8479707185647005713</id><published>2008-11-21T19:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:46:01.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you noticed...</title><content type='html'>With COE priced cheaper than your chicken rice and &lt;em&gt;xiao long baos&lt;/em&gt;, and oil at $49 a barrel, it suddenly seems as if buying a car ain't that tight on your skinny jeans pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for all those drivers who are spending more time in their car than at home, they actually miss out on the fun of travelling together with other commuters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the other day, I saw an advertisement of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Economist&lt;/span&gt; on the train. The ad went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qns: "Can the world fit another 2 million people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ans: ______________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;______________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if it meant for people to fill in the blanks. But some smart aleck wrote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No. Cos there are too many Bangalahs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No offence. But I couldn't help but feel the corners of my lips twitch against gravity. Squeezing on a crowded train during morning rush hour isn't all that pleasant ya know! The last thing I would want to see is some boring ad about investment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the other day, I saw that SMRT has implemented the "tracking-stations-dots" that'll blink on the coming stop to indicate the next station. I thought it was pretty cool especially when you're one of those sardines packed in the middle of the cabin and cannot hear/see where the train is stopping. Or for foreigners who cannot understand that Tampines is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; pronounced as "&lt;em&gt;Tam-pines".&lt;/em&gt; Oh yeah, it will also show which side of the doors will be opening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ours still can't be compared to Tokyo. The Tokyo-ians uses a plasma screen which will indicate the directions and estimated travelling time. To top it off, they have really nice tunes when the doors are closing. Not like our &lt;em&gt;"Doors closing. Beep beep beep beep......"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from quirky ads, you may chance upon interesting species onboard. Perhaps, "crabby cabbies" aren't the only "aliens who hold regular council meetings with cauldrons" (as quoted from Phin, writer of Today column)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, there's a surprisingly increasing lot of hungry people who eat onboard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271076687162454866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSagUdIpM1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ydkWIyLmT0A/s320/eat+on+train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or getting all snuggly-muggly onboard...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271076683920528610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSagURDtVOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PARfq41gxS8/s320/sleeping+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or bringing his best friend onboard...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271076682028142690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSagUKAh0GI/AAAAAAAAABs/YLOLFqDv6Uk/s320/Dog+on+train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ultimate - This uncle unable to resist the sudden urge of nicotine dosage when onboard...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271076685855436018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSagUYRBrPI/AAAAAAAAACE/zfulYgBzOJA/s320/Smoker+on+LRT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So next time, keep your chins up when on board. For you may never know the interesting finds that lie hidden in each cabins. And don't suddenly feel drowsy when you see an elderly or pregnant woman. Keep those chins up! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can do your part to save the Earth by travelling less in cars, and more by public transport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-8479707185647005713?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/8479707185647005713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=8479707185647005713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/8479707185647005713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/8479707185647005713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-noticed.html' title='Have you noticed...'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SSagUdIpM1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ydkWIyLmT0A/s72-c/eat+on+train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-1152997697074535446</id><published>2008-10-11T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:45:10.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or Bad?</title><content type='html'>It's a Saturday and I'm at home. Alone. (T^T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had officially grown out of my &lt;em&gt;te kar&lt;/em&gt; couple of days ago. The effect from... running too much (without cool down. I suppose). *sigh* I had to wear flats &amp;amp; slippers this whole week to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: If it rained immediately after a run, and you had to jump into a car.... do your stretching at the coffee shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, hope to get back on the tracks next week! I only barely managed swim &amp;amp; gym the last 2days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than a speedy recovery for myself, a much speedier recovery for Big Bird (HAHA!) Now that she has Onion (aka 80cm dog) and Ginger to look after, I bet she has her hands full. Oh no! Hope Onion and Ginger won't produce a Garlic! Cos Mr Poh says Onion is a male....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With moving office coming up in mid Nov, this last quarter really marks alot of events. Of cos, there's still our goals that we're running. Amidst global financial crisis and widespread of chaos and uncertainties, it's really pointless to panic over things we don't have control over. Rather, let's stay focused on the things we can control like our family, relationships, and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;em&gt;lao ban&lt;/em&gt; always says, "Good or bad...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus,&lt;/em&gt; "HARD TO SAY!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-1152997697074535446?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/1152997697074535446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=1152997697074535446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1152997697074535446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1152997697074535446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or Bad?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-5826411810574572520</id><published>2008-10-03T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:13:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Beef-ed up</title><content type='html'>How often do you see youngsters now, wash up after their parents. And I mean they do it not because their lives were at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about giving up your 4-figure salary banking career (and chic clothes &amp;amp; air-conditioned office) to sweat it out with your dad as a hawker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tina did. And so we went over to Far East Square to try the infamous &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hock Lam Beef Kway Teow&lt;/span&gt;. And from the special request of Dr Leslie who runs the famous food blog, they had a special &lt;em&gt;shabu shabu&lt;/em&gt; beef set only for that day. (Look! I even ripped the photo from his blog!) I guess it's kind of a birthday celebration for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SOW6WNiBvbI/AAAAAAAAABc/X44VwAhNLL8/s1600-h/Miniwok_Set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252809431149821362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SOW6WNiBvbI/AAAAAAAAABc/X44VwAhNLL8/s320/Miniwok_Set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we ended up having beef kway teow at $45. Wow. The proceeds will go to charity so, it's all for a good cause!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Verdict: The silky smooth &lt;em&gt;kway teow&lt;/em&gt; was fragrant with the crushed peanuts. Despite the rich colour, it was bland. The beef stock was &lt;em&gt;tok kong&lt;/em&gt;. Power soup! &lt;em&gt;Shabu&lt;/em&gt; beef is tender. Yup, that's all I liked about it. Going back for 2nd rounds? I guess I'll consider if I'm in the vacinity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Children's Day&lt;/span&gt; to all children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yay! We got a holiday for being nice children!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-5826411810574572520?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/5826411810574572520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=5826411810574572520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5826411810574572520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5826411810574572520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-beef-ed-up.html' title='Getting Beef-ed up'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SOW6WNiBvbI/AAAAAAAAABc/X44VwAhNLL8/s72-c/Miniwok_Set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-4916267595218373535</id><published>2008-09-04T19:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:30:18.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly legs &amp; trio-melons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time check: 9.40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weather outlook: Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Destination: To ECP ski park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total time taken: 1.5hr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total Distance: 10km (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242131473537146578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL_KzRoTntI/AAAAAAAAABE/NjnLZnGMZjo/s320/BedokPCmap_header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Verdict: SHAG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mummsie wanted to go &lt;strong&gt;Charcoal&lt;/strong&gt; for early bday lunch. Service is horrible. Dunno should laugh or cry at the clueless student servers. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charcoal &lt;/strong&gt;is a fine-dining restaurant tucked away at MOF beside FUNAN. It's managed by SHATEC students. Hmm... hmm... (fumbling with the right words) ...&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jia you ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ^^;;;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, the set is quite &lt;em&gt;wu-hua&lt;/em&gt; considering it comes with soup, entree, desert &amp;amp; coffee/tea for just $15.90++. And an entree is already around that price. But! But! It's a standard menu. So to change the entree, you have to top up 50% of its ala-carte price. Sadly, nobody was interested in the pan-seared salmon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We're guessing trio-melon soup consists of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;watermelon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;honydew&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; .....??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dad: "... like got &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cucumber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;O.o"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242426122122678050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SMDWyFJZzyI/AAAAAAAAABM/34FwrBiqYy0/s320/charcoal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realised my soba tasted abit like &lt;em&gt;ee-mian&lt;/em&gt;. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Bro asked if there wasn't an "American" infront of carrot cake, would people think it's &lt;em&gt;chai tou kueh&lt;/em&gt;?? =DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242426127247498978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SMDWyYPQXuI/AAAAAAAAABU/6ZP1KDSleUs/s320/IMG_9572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The tiramisu is the best item. Generous with coffee liquor. But the presentation abit off. The ugly chocolate mass of cocoa powder on top resembles a milo dinosaur. Yummy nonetheless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite the lack of service, poor menu knowledge from the servers, and mediocre food, we enjoyed ourselves. Afterall, it's not about the food but the company that matters most. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-4916267595218373535?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/4916267595218373535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=4916267595218373535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/4916267595218373535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/4916267595218373535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/09/jelly-legs-trio-melons.html' title='Jelly legs &amp; trio-melons'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL_KzRoTntI/AAAAAAAAABE/NjnLZnGMZjo/s72-c/BedokPCmap_header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-303672840421122187</id><published>2008-08-30T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:31:16.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet treat No heat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL0oUvdeYjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A7nRt2QZGIc/s1600-h/IMG_9546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241389878131712562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL0oUvdeYjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A7nRt2QZGIc/s320/IMG_9546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit Base:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 packs of 150g Oreo cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;50g melted butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Round baking pan (8 inch x 8 inch x 2.5 inch)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cream Cheese Mix:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;500g cream cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup castor/normal sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;250ml whipping cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup lemon juice (1 med-size lemon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tsp gelatin powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup warm water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tsp vanilla essence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know you're eager but before you start... &lt;strong&gt;Take out your butter &amp;amp; cream cheese to let it soften first!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Preparations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remove cream from Oreo cookies. Crush cookies to fine crumbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix crumbs with melted butter thoroughly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover base of pan with aluminium foil. Spread biscuit mixture onto tray evenly and firmly. (I used the buttom of a glass to hammer it in. =p)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put into freezer for 30min.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cream cheese!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour gelatin powder into warm water and let it "bloom" first. Then stir to dissolve. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(I think it's easier to dissolve like this rather than stir immediately??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Add in lemon juice and stir mixture. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(I added lemon zest i.e. grated skin of lemon. But don't so greedy until grate the white part. You have bitter cheesecake not my prob!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Cool to room temperature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat melted cream cheese with sugar and vanilla essence until creamy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a separate bowl, beat the whipping cream until smooth. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(Ok. For noobs, "smooth" means to whip till the cream actually turn from watery to puffy -- like those on cakes. It's ready if it sticks to your whisk/beater when you lift it out of your bowl.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whip the 2 mixes together. Add lemon juice mix and stir thoroughly. To add crunchy texture to the cake, you can also throw in chopped Oreo cookies as you stir the mixture gently. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I'm not sure if you should WHIP or FOLD when you mix -- cos if i'm not wrong, if you WHIP, it'll beat the air outta your whipped cream. Meaning you just wasted your energy to whip it. I use the FOLD method -- i.e use your spatula to literally 'fold' the mix as if folding oragami.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour the mixture over your base and refrigerate for 5hrs. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Personally, I recommend you leave it overnight in the FREEZER. I didn't put in freezer and it was still rather soft after 5hrs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sprinkle cocoa powder (optional) on cake and.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITADAKIMASU&lt;/span&gt; =p~~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241389876231416050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL0oUoYaKPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9afJwkVeV-M/s320/IMG_9548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7090913-303672840421122187?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/303672840421122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=303672840421122187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/303672840421122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/303672840421122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-treat-no-heat.html' title='Sweet treat No heat!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SL0oUvdeYjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A7nRt2QZGIc/s72-c/IMG_9546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-1257369546336941338</id><published>2008-08-28T21:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:51:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing the mortarboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the time of the year again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th level of SIM is bustling with students clad in their convocation gowns. Some had flowers, while others had cute graduation bears. But almost all had the unmistakable &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SERANGOON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BROADWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; paper bag. Parents were seen adjusting their children's gown/motar, their eyes sparkling &amp;amp; beaming with pride. Friends hustled together for pictures, turning moments into wonderful memories. Above the noisy chatter, you could hear excitement &amp;amp; anticipation thick in the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is how it feels like to attend a convocation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that strange thing that graduands have to wear on their head... yes. The mortarboard. Why the name? Why the shape? What's with the tassle (lumps of strings hanging from the middle) falling on which side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bing bong bing bong*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's DID YOU KNOW time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hat is called a "mortarboard" cos it resembles the metal tool that bangla workers used scrape cement onto bricks. (Bricks &amp;amp; Mortar &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The placement of the tassle (aka &lt;em&gt;xuxu&lt;/em&gt;) indicates one's "status". i.e. Graduate - Left. Undergrad - Right. Anyway, you only get to wear the hat if you graduate so it's ALWAYS ON THE LEFT.&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;/span&gt;Orh............... now we know. *nods appreciatively* I bet some people just call it "The Hat". =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239904156034404130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SLfhEVWGDyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/asWqwvt1qg8/s320/IMG_9442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Hogwart's School of Wizardry?!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907635358627138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SLfkO21odUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RiIIKhKE4yM/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To you: Thanks for allowing me to experience what I missed out 2 years ago. I can &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; let my parents see me go up the stage to receive my cert; I can &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; appear in my friends' convocation photos; I can &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; throw my mortarboard in SIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've never &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; once regretted my choice 2 years back. To exchange this half-a-day glory, for my 3-day glory in Taipei. I'm sure my parents were as proud of me to see me in the Straits Times instead. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS D &amp;amp; ZZ!!&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/7090913-1257369546336941338?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/1257369546336941338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=1257369546336941338' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1257369546336941338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1257369546336941338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2008/08/wearing-mortarboard.html' title='Wearing the mortarboard'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/SLfhEVWGDyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/asWqwvt1qg8/s72-c/IMG_9442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-1159698727113417907</id><published>2007-09-14T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:17:22.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near, yet so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been drifting in and out of surrealism lately. Things aren't what they seem to be. I woke up one night only to realise my eyes were damp. Is this all a dream I can't seem to wake up from? The world revolves; Events passed; Paths crossed. But why is it that I'm there yet not experiencing? Bundles of thoughts all jumbled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"想得开。看得开"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone mentioned this to me. Out of the blue. Yet so appropriate. I was puzzled over the amusement on her face when she said it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's going to be an exclusive concert tomorrow. Only 20 invites were given out. And I'm going! Yay! We all seem pretty excited about doing the banners tomorrow. I already have an idea how to do mine. Hope it will be good enough to get a fist-punch from him! Haha. Well, I hope the star will be pleasantly surprised. He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Somewhere over the rainbow, dreams come true"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been in my mind ever since tuesday. And it really hit a chord there. Everyone seemed kinda teary after that. I really ought to find that song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really ought to go to bed. Driving out 4hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Thanks to the whole list of peeps for the really nice (and needed) present. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-1159698727113417907?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/1159698727113417907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=1159698727113417907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1159698727113417907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/1159698727113417907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So near, yet so far'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-2799052492447824213</id><published>2007-09-06T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:13:34.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>The enjoyment of having control of your time - The whole family went to Marriot Cafe for lunch buffet. On a Thursday afternoon. How &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt; is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Sept - Teacher's Day.&lt;br /&gt;We re-lived our schooling days once more. GEN was running around the island clad in various uniforms competing in our very own Amazing Race. I didn't know if it was a good thing that we didn't hit the news the next day. (Free advert ya?) Haha. I was told I still have the typical JC look even after 5 &lt;strike&gt;freaking&lt;/strike&gt; years! That's good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually bought donuts from &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Donut Factory&lt;/span&gt; @ Raffles City today. And it only took me 15min. So I guess 9pm is a good time? Shall arrive at a verdict tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst frustrations and confusions, it's always heartwarming to know that there are really nice people out there. It just takes a little time to uncover these gems beneath the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give, before receiving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone is sensible. If only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-2799052492447824213?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/2799052492447824213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=2799052492447824213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/2799052492447824213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/2799052492447824213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-5414448672945558622</id><published>2007-05-17T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:00:57.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O-Cha Green Tea Fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Our charts are up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start your investments with&lt;em&gt; O-Cha Green Tea Funds&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Market outlook shows high potential growth given the strong economic demand for health products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reduce cancer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wk seems pretty unproductive. Hmm... should start to buck up &amp; not fall into comfort zone. But I'm pretty excited about our May outing this coming Sat. Needless to say, with GOOD planners. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not a doughnut fan, but the doughnut shop at the Taka basement is pretty yummy. Reminded me of the ones we had in Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065559822695237490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/Rkx70fw9h3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/fY3jDOHBZlM/s320/APLIC+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065558602924525410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/Rkx6tfw9h2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dhv73dAV9PA/s320/Taiwan+Aplic+2007+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-5414448672945558622?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/5414448672945558622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=5414448672945558622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5414448672945558622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5414448672945558622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-cha-green-tea-fund.html' title='O-Cha Green Tea Fund'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0pku4rnQ_Uw/Rkx70fw9h3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/fY3jDOHBZlM/s72-c/APLIC+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-5055802427852063691</id><published>2007-05-15T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T00:16:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from hibernation. I hope.</title><content type='html'>I guess miracles do happen when you refuse to give up. I've lived to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my last entry, I'm suddenly brought to the past and back again. Whoa. What a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably not who I am today if it's not for a certain few. Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to enjoy the new office. It's probably the &lt;em&gt;feng shui&lt;/em&gt;. More practically, it's probably cos it's nearer to home. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a heartfelt talk. Made me wiser; made me realise I do cherish it even though I seem to have convinced myself that things aren't looking too good. More importantly, made us grow into another level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was pleasantly surprised with a bouquet of red carnations on Mom's Day. Hee.. to think the company would even come up with such ideas. Nice. Even tomorrow is a sponsored event... with drinks and all; It's gonna be a surprise for you. Yeah, you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-5055802427852063691?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/5055802427852063691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=5055802427852063691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5055802427852063691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/5055802427852063691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-from-hibernation-i-hope.html' title='Back from hibernation. I hope.'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115590761543304543</id><published>2006-08-18T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T21:38:12.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Keep Doing The Same Things You Did Yesterday, You'd Be Where You Are Today</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird was finally let out of its cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my first call. It was a good start. My success planner looks packed for next wk. *satisfied* Hee... quite happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alot of credit goes to Jan. Thanks so much gal! Your support really motivated me lots. =)&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/samsoon.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Debuted last night! Heard some much ravings about it that my wkdays 10-11pm slots are strictly booked for Sam Soon! Lol. Much to the disapproval from ML. That ger ah! Tsk tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4* for the first episode. And 1* goes to the guy being such an eye candy! (A_A) What's more entertaining than seeing a (rich) &lt;em&gt;shuai ge&lt;/em&gt; in a suit squatting in a restaurant kitchen licking his fingers (and bewildered face) clean from a mango mousse cake that was smashed squarely in his face by a blardy pissed off chilli padi cos the cake was damn delicious?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shinhwa's 8th album was (as usual) fantastic. Especially loved the track &lt;em&gt;Once In A Lifetime&lt;/em&gt;. *swoon* Nvm. I'm getting myself hyped up for their upcoming concert! (^_^) Album not distributed in S'pore. But idols are coming. WTH lor!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh. No dinner tonight. Some kinda mis-communication. Nvm. Feeling the pounds pile anw. Hahs. Looking forward to tomorrow though. Gonna be an exciting day!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115590761543304543?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115590761543304543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115590761543304543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115590761543304543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115590761543304543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-you-keep-doing-same-things-you-did.html' title='If You Keep Doing The Same Things You Did Yesterday, You&apos;d Be Where You Are Today'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115556154680086043</id><published>2006-08-14T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:13:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEAR = False Expressions Appearing Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's my 3rd wk on job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIP is gradually coming to an end. In other words, I'm "ready".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought so too. But last friday set me back to reality - I lacked practice. It was indeed an emotional rollercoaster for both of us. Tears were already welling up in my eyes when I was about to leave. And when Eric appeared, I don't know why but I couldn't hold it back any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame them. It was myself that I was unsatisfied with. Eric is right, this means something. It meant that at least we have already formed expectations of ourselves. But the more encouraging he was, the worst I felt. &lt;em&gt;Why did he have to appear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway reflections aside, today definitely marked a great start of a brand new week ahead. And I'm really grateful to Ryan who actually spent his entire afternoon coaching us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... Really so glad u'r w me. :-D"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;9th Aug 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't manage to catch the fireworks or join in the celebration, I had my own celebration to be happy about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my dream phone! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/n6280.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;N6280&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And my first attempt at making swiss rolls got thumbs up from everyone! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the exception of my Dad who actually said casually as he took a bite, &lt;em&gt;"Hmm... not as smooth as Polar's leh."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DIAO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If my 1st attempt can already kick &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polar's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; infamous sugar rolled ass, I tell ya, first I'm probably gonna set up an alter to worship what a 天才 I am before going into the baking industry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it may take a looooong time before I pull off another swiss roll attempt. The steps are easy. But it's difficult to make. And rolling that thing is... omg. Not as easy as you imagined! New found respect to the Swiss Rolls of all Nations. *Salute*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115556154680086043?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115556154680086043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115556154680086043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115556154680086043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115556154680086043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/fear-false-expressions-appearing-real.html' title='FEAR = False Expressions Appearing Real'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115522652454371728</id><published>2006-08-10T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:23:42.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about love</title><content type='html'>Although no Kenny Roger's mac cheese,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a cup of CoffeeBean honeydew ice blended,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment at the breakwaters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A midnight escapade to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it needs is a call from you, I'm glad to have made you felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M GOING TO &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHINHWA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CONCERT!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMEBODY PLEASE SLAP ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115522652454371728?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115522652454371728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115522652454371728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115522652454371728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115522652454371728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-all-about-love.html' title='It&apos;s all about love'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115505172505035350</id><published>2006-08-08T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:59:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans although kiasi, are actually quite garang</title><content type='html'>I just witnessed parallel parking done on a highway road shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cars queueing up along the road shoulders as if queueing for Hello Kittys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TPs (traffic police) walked around as if they had stamps stuck on their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, there were tons of people sitting/lounging/standing along the highway railings &lt;em&gt;machiam&lt;/em&gt; waiting for Singapore Idols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that brief 15min, ECP was at a complete standstill. The road was bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was there to witness the magnificent fireworks display infront of Fullerton. Gosh. It was one of the most breathtaking evenings I've ever spent with my family &amp;amp; D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&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/7090913-115505172505035350?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115505172505035350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115505172505035350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115505172505035350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115505172505035350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/singaporeans-although-kiasi-are.html' title='Singaporeans although kiasi, are actually quite garang'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115495875892818485</id><published>2006-08-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:53:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping is great...</title><content type='html'>when you don't have a budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. It's more enjoyable when you just heck your credit card limits or the budget constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry about squeezing your savings account dry later. At least you're getting what you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amount spent for work to date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bag - $31.90 (20%!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Americaya covered-toe heels - $46.90&lt;br /&gt;3) The Station pin striped pencil skirt in brown - $44 (20%!)&lt;br /&gt;4) Estique blouse in pearl - $39.20 (20%!)&lt;br /&gt;5) LVER sleeveless blouse - $44.10 (10%!)&lt;br /&gt;6) BEGA blouses x2 - $15 ($60 voucher!)&lt;br /&gt;7) C&amp;K bronze wedges - $37&lt;br /&gt;8) A4 Notebook - $4.45&lt;br /&gt;9) Clear Refillable Folder + Refills - $14.15&lt;br /&gt;10) G2000 Blazer + pants x2 - $132.50 (A gift from D!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grand Total: $469.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of 10 items. That's about 78hrs of slogging at TR. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the durian &lt;em&gt;chee cheong fun&lt;/em&gt; (CCF) along Killney Road that I've been wanting to try? It should be named as Singapore's best dessert or something. It's &lt;strong&gt;really nice&lt;/strong&gt;! They also offer lotsa other varieties of CCF - Strawberry CCF, yam CCF, scallops CCF... whatever weird concoction you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it kinda puts you off at the mere thought of those food wrapped in rice flour. But I shall brave myself to try them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not forgetting that extra order of XO Durian CCF. Yumz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/durian%20chee%20cheong%20fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115495875892818485?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115495875892818485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115495875892818485' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115495875892818485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115495875892818485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/shopping-is-great.html' title='Shopping is great...'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115505050281807103</id><published>2006-08-03T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:21:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning makes me...</title><content type='html'>High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's probably the first time I'm saying this in my entire 22 years of existence on planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Mac's lemon lime juice doesn't make one drunk. But it sure does make me feel awfully bloated. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only the 4th day. But with each day that passed, I feel even more certain that I really want this job. The feeling is especially stronger after today's session with Gab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Suddenly, it hit me. I've never felt so happy about waking up to work! It had always used to be - Wake up. Sian, cannot sleep longer. Do same old monotonous work. Even more sian. But this is so different! I'm enthusiastic about the new things I'll get to learn the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it may be another month before I can officially start my career, I can already feel the impact it has made to my life - I'm starting to feel happier. =) My colleagues are really nice peeps, I've got a great boss, and I clicked really well with my batch trainee. Most importantly, we share the same enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda scary after reading what I wrote. Perhaps, Mac's lemon lime juice really DOES make me drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my Uni gang after work. As broke undergrads, we settled for Yoshinoya. Close friends would know that I swear off Yoshinoya. But I made a discovery today! It's Ebi Rice is actually quite nice. (the rest is inedible to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really great to catch up with old friends. And in future, I can get to see my friends everyday and get paid for it. There, how nice is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115505050281807103?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115505050281807103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115505050281807103' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115505050281807103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115505050281807103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/learning-makes-me.html' title='Learning makes me...'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115443309019428211</id><published>2006-08-01T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:58:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>I gotta really REALLY buy working clothes over the wkend. I'm forever cracking my brains on what to wear the next day. Bah. Happy with the shoes &amp; bag I bought though. After thinking about it so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that my mentor is more than just a senior to me. We actually "know" each other way back since JC! We even went to Europe together... as rival bands. Heh. Kinda flattered that such a &lt;em&gt;chio bu&lt;/em&gt; actually found me familiar when I was such a &lt;em&gt;toot&lt;/em&gt; back in J1. Speak about fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't as draining as yesterday. Nonetheless, I'm still a sponge soaking up all the knowledge I can. Attended SAM with Shin, Pam &amp;amp; Ryan in the morning. Enjoyed listening and learning from their experience. Soon, I'd be having my own stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiming for Junior Flyers Club - $12,000 in 5mths. My free trip to Taiwan!! &lt;em&gt;Ding Tai Fung&lt;/em&gt;... *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out where the durian &lt;em&gt;chee cheong fun&lt;/em&gt; Rui told me about!! It's actually nearer to Somerset than Dhoby Ghaut. Shall go try it next time with D. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml halfday. Can sleep late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115443309019428211?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115443309019428211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115443309019428211' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115443309019428211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115443309019428211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115408762760220574</id><published>2006-07-28T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T20:10:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looney Balooney wreaks havoc</title><content type='html'>The air was thick with tension. Even under the dim lightings, you could see the tense smile plastered on everyone's faces. Yup. It's the time of the year again - John Looney is back in town! After 2 days of assessment of TR's service level and restaurant cleanliness, the results were out. We have improved from last year! And the employee-of-the-year award goes to Edwyn! Till next year Looney Balooney. *waves* Speaking of which, he really DOES look like Mr KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I really think TR is a place for romance. Dim lightings and a scenic view overlooking a koi pond. Nope I'm not talking about the diners. But rather the servers here. Much to my amazement, there's a record of &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; successful couples to date in a span of my 4 years there. (minus the 1 who eventually broke up) Which equates to TR churning out 1.25 couples per annum. 2 more potential couples on the way - (1) Q&amp;H (2) B&amp;amp;5 --&gt; BUahahahha!!! I'd die laughing if this came true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent "addition", Mr E (to keep his identity annonymous), was so sweet to be asking Lao Da for the recipe to make choco fondue coated strawberries for his gf. Which is to be enjoyed over caressing sea breeze and crashing waves on top the breakwaters of ECP. For a moment, kinda envied Ms W cos D doesn't do such DIY stuffs for me. Like cooking (except for maggi mee) or personalised stuffs etc. Even so, he has his own romantic ways. His actions may be simple but it's able to catch me at the most unexpected moments and touches me deeply. =) I love you D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I not mention? D &amp;amp; I found each other at TR too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115408762760220574?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115408762760220574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115408762760220574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115408762760220574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115408762760220574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/07/looney-balooney-wreaks-havoc.html' title='Looney Balooney wreaks havoc'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115388221562692204</id><published>2006-07-26T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:53:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy!</title><content type='html'>For once, my heart softened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since starting work at TR, I've been returning to a sleeping house. Worn out and tired. And there he was, wagging his tail and welcoming me home. The only welcome I get these days. Yet most of the time, his presence was ignored. But last night, the all too familiar action struck a chord in me. Perhaps I'm starting to like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people took a liking to him instantly. He's cute, playful and intelligent. Yes, I do not deny. But they have not seen what he was like when we first sheltered him from the stray. Perhaps by fate, it was also the same day we lost JiaJia. Nobody responded to the Lost &amp; Found flyers we put up. Neither did anybody bothered to look for him. He was most probably abandoned. And I could see why! He had such a nasty character - Too playful, too intelligent, too cowardly even. (How can a guy be scared of thunder &amp;amp; lightnings!!) We contemplated with the idea of giving it away due to all the problems he brought. Much to the objections of Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as months crawled by, he was slowly accepted into the family. He was tamed. And right under our noses, he and WeiWei had the hots for each other. O.o;; What the!! 年轻小子 interested in a 老女人. How very gross. Despite the humongous difference in age and ethnicity, they fell in love. I guess that's what love does to you - it makes your heart rule your head; It makes you blind. Alright, the bonding they shared is kinda sweet actually. But still!! 老女人...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that green tea is more potent than coffee. Being super thirsty yesterday, I bought a bottle of Pokka Japanese Green Tea after gulping down a carton of fruit juice. Dammit. No wonder I felt so energetic during work. Not to mention the headache I'm having now. Freak. Kinda pissed off at closing last night. I thought perhaps could go home earlier than scheduled cos there wasn't much guests. But &lt;strong&gt;THANKS&lt;/strong&gt; to all the others who were taking their own sweet time doing their duties AND talking, I was the only one left to clear the tables so we could all go back on time. It's not that I don't have my own duties to do too k. Freaking freakazoids!!!!! &gt;.&lt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps tired, hungry and grouchy. He managed to touch my heart somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_7562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115388221562692204?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115388221562692204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115388221562692204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115388221562692204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115388221562692204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115374547278992127</id><published>2006-07-24T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:36:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things aren't always the way it seems</title><content type='html'>I really wasn't given much of a chance really. Before I know, I've got it. Is this the right choice? The thought loitered in my mind for many days. *sigh* Skeptical, skeptical. But honestly, what IS the RIGHT choice? The truth is, there isn't one. The answer is whether am I suitable for it. As what Mom said, let me venture then discover. Although I always act so nonchalent and aloof towards her, I'm guilty to say that she's indeed my pillar of support. Love you Mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to submit my certs. And once again, he never fails to dispel my worries and hesitation. My spirits are lifted everytime I walked out that glass doors. Hah.. it's like a visit to the therapist. My mind and heart is one again. I can't wait to start. Let the learning journey begin. 1 more week. Only regret? My partner-in-crime is not with me! (T^T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a surprise mail today. From Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I just really want to thank you for all your help during exams. It really meant alot to me. As I reacall my uni journey now, I guess the best thing that ever happens is knowing you. THANK YOU!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed is a handphone charm she made herself. Oh my gosh... so sweet! For a moment, I could feel myself get emotional again. *sigh* As much as I wanted to graduate, and now that it has become a reality, I cannot help but feel the sense of lost. I suppose 人都是犯溅吧！Only when we've tasted bitterness will we appreciate the sweetness; Only when we've tripped will we know that the road was smooth; Only when we've lost something will we realise the importance of it. And yet somehow, even though we are fully aware of the repercussions our actions will bring, we still go ahead and do it. 为何呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched finish &lt;em&gt;Silent Storm&lt;/em&gt;. Hated the ending cos there wasn't one!! (WTF) But what I like about Jap dramas is the message it puts across is so simple yet so strong. What if you met someone who made you realise that the person you married is not your 真命天使? Yet you can't bear to hurt the other party due to the sense of guilt and responsibility of your family. Will you choose to be loved or to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right person at the wrong time. Luckily, I met the right person at the right time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115374547278992127?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115374547278992127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115374547278992127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115374547278992127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115374547278992127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-arent-always-way-it-seems.html' title='Things aren&apos;t always the way it seems'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-115357590463788998</id><published>2006-07-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T21:48:00.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arisen</title><content type='html'>8 months. That was how long since I last blogged. Using a new template to mark a brand new beginning in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has changed since. I've graduated. Found a job. And D has also started his juggling between Uni and work. The gals have also started working. One of them is even getting married! It suddenly dawned on me how quickly life passes us by. If we don't learn to cherish every minute that pass, we would eventually find ourselves with no memories to hold on to when we're old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was finally back at TR. Gotta start earning before I'd be living off my savings when work starts. All I can say is, working at TR is certainly a good workout. With the amount of walking and carrying of plates, you'd be guaranteed lean arms and legs by the end of the day. What for go gym when you can excercise and earn at the simultaneously? LOL. Though it's only a mere 2day work week, it never failed to make me exhausted. Or perhaps, age is catching up?! Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Li will by flying off tomorrow. 1 month; 30 days. Why does it ALWAYS seem so short?! *frowns* Gonna miss you gal. Till you're back again in Christmas... Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. Brand new beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-115357590463788998?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/115357590463788998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=115357590463788998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115357590463788998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/115357590463788998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2006/07/arisen.html' title='Arisen'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113324167169062405</id><published>2005-11-29T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:28:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CC got nominated</title><content type='html'>I really ought to work on my LBO assignment. And not forgetting the &lt;em&gt;"open book-but-u-would-not-need-the-book-anw"&lt;/em&gt; test. All dued tml, for goodness sake! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for body checkup yesterday with mom. At the place I was conceived - Thomson Medical. The experience was... unforgettable. I was almost lying on the bed half... nvm. I shall not divulge. The bill amounted to $200+. O.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, was finally able to upload the overfloading pics from my phone to the com. Yay! More memory on my hp for more pics! Dug up some &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Callcentre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Callcentre3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;The call centre! It's been awhile since i've left that place. Looking at the pics, kinda make me miss those times i've spent hiding in my cosy corner and yahoo!-ing. Dear passed me the &lt;b&gt;Life!&lt;/b&gt; papers few weeks ago, reporting that NETS made it into the finals for the CCCS awards. They got nominated for the Best New Callcentre. Hope they win! (Then my CV would be value-added. =p) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/Mar%20n%20me!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/Mar%20n%20me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/amy%20n%20i.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/amy%20n%20i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mar &amp; Amy!! Miss u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/Mar%20n%20me!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/Callcentre1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Callcentre1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My desk. It was juz messy for the shoot &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(to show how hardworking I am. *coughs*)&lt;/span&gt; I'm normally very tidy one hor! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113324167169062405?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113324167169062405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113324167169062405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113324167169062405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113324167169062405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/cc-got-nominated.html' title='CC got nominated'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113289929903323361</id><published>2005-11-25T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:31:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; The GOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/bosaceboajjang02_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/gof_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/gof_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Harry Potter &amp; the Goblet of Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; surpasses its predecessors in terms of graphics &amp;amp; humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how Harry Potter book fans rant &amp; rave about &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_xiaxue_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how the movie sux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. There's bound to be differences between the visual &amp;amp; literature. So instead of getting all pissed pff about why the movie turned out totally twisted from the books, I'd rather sit back &amp; relax. And let the movie hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only regret? It would have been more pleasurable to have seen Harry falling head over heels for BoA instead of Katie Leung. I've heard rumours that BoA was supposedly being casted as Cho Chang out of the 3,000 girls who auditioned for the role. That was like &lt;em&gt;waaa-y&lt;/em&gt; long ago when &lt;strong&gt;Chamber of Secrets&lt;/strong&gt; just hit the box office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/katie%26boa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let the battle begin! *roar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. Suddenly after posting up the pictures, I realised Katie indeed looks very pretty.&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;br /&gt;At the event of the year - The Yule Ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/gof%20wallpaper%20edited.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/gof%20wallpaper%20edited.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*gasp* What a ghastly sight!! Sorry. I'm still a noob at photoshop. Hahs!&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So maybe BoA's &lt;em&gt;ang moh&lt;/em&gt; ain't that &lt;em&gt;powderful&lt;/em&gt;. But if BoA was Cho Chang, after all the crap ballroom waltzing, the spotlight would shine on her. And with a loud bang, she would then rip off that ugly cheongsam to reveal a slinky black suit. She will then rock the socks off the crowd with her superb vocals &amp; dance skills! Even Prof Snape starts to shake his booty too! *double gasp*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/bosaceboajjang02_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/bosaceboajjang02_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My my, what a terrible nightmare that would be!! O_o" At least now we know why Katie was chosen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Harry%20Potter%20Tix01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be looking forward to the next movie. Cya again next year! *waves* =)&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/7090913-113289929903323361?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113289929903323361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113289929903323361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113289929903323361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113289929903323361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-gof.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; The GOF'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113280241885508469</id><published>2005-11-24T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:20:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on running</title><content type='html'>I hate to write bimbotic entries. But I've gotta say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 3 days of intensive (ok, &lt;em&gt;not-so&lt;/em&gt; intensive) jogging. I've shed off those disgusting pounds I've gained since coming back from Japan! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and not to mention the feast I had in JB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm a happy girl* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe. But this morning was the day I've decided to challenge myself to the feat of jogging to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bedok Reservoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I slapped on some sunscreen &amp; prayed that the sun will show some mercy on me. Surprisingly, the weather was pretty shiok for 9am. Despite the humidity setting in after the rain, our Mr &lt;em&gt;Tai Yang Gong Gong&lt;/em&gt; has decided to take a nap behind some clouds. And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; after I returned home, He has decided it's time to wake up. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no miracle weight loss program. So GALS OUT THERE WHO WANNA SLIM DOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;Before you start daydreaming about slipping in those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;svelte dream dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; START&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changing your &lt;strong&gt;DIET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EXERCISE, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXERCISE&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXERCISE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Pump those muscles baby! *roar*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;My spirits are lifted, and I feel more refreshed now. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of which, I've got the sudden urge to take up ballet again. Thanks to the Ch8 drama &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully this time round, I'll manage to put my plan into action. But what course am I supposed to take? Adult (Majors) Intermediate? Sounds too &lt;em&gt;cheem&lt;/em&gt;. Adult Beginner? But I have background! Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;What? I don't look like a dancer? Wah.. so sad! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna take up jazz/pop/comtemporary piano! Anything except classical. I've had ENOUGH of piano exams. I admit I do regret not continuing my degree after Grade 7. BUT it's just a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teeny-weeny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pinch of regret. Negligible. *careless brush of hand*&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I remember I've seen the Yamaha flyer somewhere in the house before...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also wanna learn diving! I want to go Redang next March &amp;amp; dive into the sparkling clear blue oceanic waters. Be one with nature! Bah. Sounds so corny. But yeah, anyone wanna go learn diving with me? Pretty please? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woot. The luxury of holidays &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Kinda. Since I'm still officially schooling)&lt;/span&gt;. The hassle I'm spared from working. The freedom I'm bestowed upon. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No money how?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113280241885508469?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113280241885508469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113280241885508469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113280241885508469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113280241885508469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/high-on-running.html' title='High on running'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113263530292084252</id><published>2005-11-22T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:55:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>That phonecall. The laughters.&lt;br /&gt;It made me realised how much i miss those times. Just like the old days; Innocent &amp; carefree; In a world of our own.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Will we be able to be just like we were before?&lt;br /&gt;I miss u guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. I should start learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113263530292084252?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113263530292084252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113263530292084252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113263530292084252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113263530292084252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113263447460949717</id><published>2005-11-22T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:47:36.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB Shopping spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;JB was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Shop. Eat. Shop. Shop. Eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's go again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some clothes &amp; tidbits back. Heh.. our estimate of money spent was pretty accurate. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/food%20collage01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/food%20collage01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Our lunch at a Jap restuarant @ Pelangi]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_7114.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Woot. Check out the QUANTITY of food we consumed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/170_7091_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/170_7099_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[4 Happy &amp; Satisfied Customers. ^^ ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner at 大马花园. Scrumptious~~&lt;br /&gt;Crayfish, satay, hotplate tofu... EVERYTHING SO CHEAP!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the end, we didn't even get to touch the herbal chicken. Cos we're simply tooo full. Nah. Didn't pack the chicken cos we didn't want to hit the headlines for tml's papers. Lolz~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/171_7107_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/171_7103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/171_7103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zhenzhu ordered the LARGE size by accident. I've nv seen such huge glasses before! O_o"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/171_7101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ayc performing stunt - &lt;em&gt;Bo ta Bo lum pa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thnks to our tour guides for the day - ayc &amp;amp; zz! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113263447460949717?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113263447460949717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113263447460949717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113263447460949717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113263447460949717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/jb-shopping-spree.html' title='JB Shopping spree'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113207364904453648</id><published>2005-11-16T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:57:32.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo-yo with tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The breeze felt cool against my warm skin.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it ruffling my hair, gently caressing my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Am I floating? It seemed as if I had wings on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albeit the serenity, an omnious sense of foreboding slowly crept up.&lt;br /&gt;My hands reached up to touch my face.&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, I can't feel where my eyes were supposed to be. I stifled a rising scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a sharp pain bolted up my spine and seized my heart. It's evil fingers wrapped tightly around it and squeezed the last breath out of it.&lt;br /&gt;My arms flung out wildly. Deperately trying to grasp hold of something. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;But there was none. Where was the hand that I was so accustomed to?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My fingers streched out only to feel the chilling column of air.&lt;br /&gt;Time was running out.&lt;br /&gt;I kicked out furiously. Only to realise that my feet weren't planted on the ground all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears sprang to my eyes as the pain that was coursing through my veins grew unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;The rhythmic throb against my temples was growing at increasing speed. As if a hypnotic chant to put me into a trance. It was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness grew heavy. Memories grew hazy.&lt;br /&gt;The life within me is starting to succumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ephemeral joys of childhood whizzed past before me. For that brief moment, it had stolen away all my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Fugacious blossoms, now all withered and died with time. The once glorious moments were discarded and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps, I don't have a choice. For this is not the world that I belonged to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made no effort to spare me.&lt;br /&gt;With a final kiss, I was sent tumbling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113207364904453648?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113207364904453648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113207364904453648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113207364904453648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113207364904453648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-yo-with-tears.html' title='Yo-yo with tears.'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113203162578975212</id><published>2005-11-15T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:23:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>Conjunctivities is rampant at my house. All thanks to bro's platoon mates. Whoever that @$*(%*^# is. Oops! Haha.. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Mom made a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red-alert&lt;/span&gt; zone for everyone. Eeks. Do i feel a slight pain in the corner of my left eye?!? *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda bored at home. Although i can always "indulge" myself with the law assignment &amp; test coming up. But... spare me.&lt;br /&gt;Humpf. I need some games. Anyone has any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nail updates. 4/28 studs have mysteriously fallen off. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hate people who tried to add u as friend without even giving proper self-introduction. What? You think i'd just click accept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm beginning to suspect the viewership of my blog. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113203162578975212?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113203162578975212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113203162578975212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113203162578975212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113203162578975212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113169915032924670</id><published>2005-11-11T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:52:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius, who me?</title><content type='html'>This must be one of those extremely &lt;strong&gt;rare&lt;/strong&gt; occassions where I actually felt like a genius in class.&lt;br /&gt;*smilez*&lt;br /&gt;Ok well, it's not actually accurate. But at least let me bask in the self-fulfilling moment a tad longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here's the scope. My corporate finance class was asked to attempt a sample examination question on CAPM (capital asset pricing model) at the end of class. It was given as a test of our understanding level at the end of the 3-week lectures covering this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Find:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(i) equation for CAPM. Comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(ii) Beta-values for the 3 securites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(iii) Pricing of the securities in regards to the security market line (SML)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a momentary pause before the class started to react. The rustling of notes echoed within the lecture hall as everyone racked their brains as to how to even begin tackling the question. Looks of blank expression was evident on most faces. While some just chose to concentrate on their handphones &amp; packing their bags. A smile tugged at the corners of my lip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon seeing the state of confusion, I can't deny the sense of amusement creeping up on me. My pen moved swiftly. The answer printed confidently on my foolscap. Done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's actually pretty simple. But of course, this didn't come easy. I could empathise with the rest. Afterall, they mirrored my situation a year ago. Nope, I didn't re-take this module. But rather, it was an over-lapping chapter for the module I took last year. I didn't study this for nuts - the hours of chewing, digesting &amp; regurgitating. Moreover, it was also the same example he used last year too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Both modules are taught by the same lecturer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the feeling of understanding what's going on in lecture when the rest are all either &lt;strong&gt;bewildered&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;bothered&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;brain-dead&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or all of the above),&lt;/span&gt; is a feeling beyond description. Given that typical students won't even bother to do their own readings &amp;amp; understanding beyond lecture, having an edge over them &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(at the moment)&lt;/span&gt; is , in 2 words -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn shiok lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, make that 3 words. Haha.. But how often can you feel that way? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back to business law readings... and waiting for 6pm. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113169915032924670?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113169915032924670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113169915032924670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113169915032924670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113169915032924670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/genius-who-me.html' title='Genius, who me?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113155235789254756</id><published>2005-11-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T00:05:57.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson learnt</title><content type='html'>A lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Assumption is the Mother of all farked-ups"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, the &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; assumption i'm gonna make is to treat ALL persons i'm gonna give instructions to, as &lt;strong&gt;total retards&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i hate to explain myself. I hate to talk more than i should. If i'm misunderstood. Then so be it. I can live with misunderstanding. I guess i've come to a point in life where it all doesn't seem to matter anymore. All your perceptions &amp; opinions are just like flower scents in the wind - Once they're gone, they're forgotten. No memories, no trace, no recollection. It does not affect me anymore. No. Rather, i shall not let it affect me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;And if becoming stronger is to become less compassionate &amp; unfeeling, then so be it. I don't want to feel the pain of being hurt. Afterall, it's a society of survival of the fittest. Nobody gives a damn if you're to die a horrible death tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt;. So why bother? Emotions only place as obstacles on the path to achieve great dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if given a choice, i would probably choose to live on Pluto. Away from all the scheming, coniving &amp; manipulative race of homo sapiens. Better known as HUMAN. I may lead a mindless &amp; mundane life. But at least i will be happier &amp;amp; more carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it better? Cos anyway, &lt;em&gt;dare mo shiranai&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113155235789254756?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113155235789254756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113155235789254756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113155235789254756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113155235789254756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/lesson-learnt.html' title='Lesson learnt'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113110403714201839</id><published>2005-11-04T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:46:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan trip grand finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;日本の旅 Finale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oops. An update that's been delayed just &lt;em&gt;wa-ay&lt;/em&gt; too long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, loads of pics ahead~ Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap02.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Automated machines. Dispensing sodas to bottled drinks to.. get this.. &lt;strong&gt;RAMEN&lt;/strong&gt;. Have ya ever seen so much vending machines all lined up together like this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap01.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Residing in this very pretty town, is the place where you can make the &lt;strong&gt;1 &amp; only&lt;/strong&gt; music box in the world. Yes. Even right down to the music. And you'd be surprised that the vast library of music includes latest hits by japanese artistes! I even found Arashi's songs! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They even had a museum of antique music boxes - those that run on scripted scores &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(those with holes in paper kinds). &lt;/span&gt;Damn nice. Damn expensive too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoyed a cuppa chilled coffee &amp;amp; tea with a slice of cheesecake. The delicate cups were souveniors to bring home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_6625.4.jpg" border="5" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow... how to resist this temptation??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap03.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They've got very cute road signs. There's even a flower pic to indicate the flower farm. Heh. Hokkaido, famous for their &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lavender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;rock melon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So of cos, we had to try the lavender ice-cream &amp;amp; rock melon! But that 1 slice &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(x4 cubes)&lt;/span&gt; of melon costs like S$3?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap04.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first traditional japanese hotel, which provided guests with yukata - 浴衣 &amp; tatami. I felt almost half-jap donning the yukata. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap05.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Visiting the waterfalls, which is supposedly representing the feminism &amp; masculinity of it. I think it's quite obvious which is which right? It was a &lt;em&gt;lo-ong&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; arduous &amp; exhausting journey up to see the spectacle. Most visitors only managed to reach mid-level before they gave up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap06.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hell Valley indeed smelt like hell. O_o It's actually an extinct volcano but due to the rich minerals &amp; SULPHUR, this place was famous for its &lt;em&gt;extremely-gd-for-the-skin&lt;/em&gt; hotsprings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We also visited &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ISHIYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chocolate factory. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ISHIYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is like &lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt; chocolate only to be found &amp;amp; bought in Hokkaido. It was like stepping into &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Willy Wonka's chocolate factory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! With all those cutesy animals &amp; figurines singing &amp;amp; dancing every 30min. Damn.. did it have to rain?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Had sukiyaki at night. Extra ordering of Kobe Beef &amp; abalone. The beef is freaking ex! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Like $70??!)&lt;/span&gt; but it's definitely worth every single penny. =p~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/Hotel%20de%20Raisin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/Hotel%20de%20Raisin.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hotel de Raisin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The most luxurious hotel of our entire stay. It was so huge, we had to walk to the next building just to go to the hotsprings. There were ALOT of kids there having their summer vacation. So enjoy huh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_6868.1.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A visit to Sapporo beer factory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_6804.8.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Japan's circuit??!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap07.jpg" border="5" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whilst the rest of the tour went back Singapore, we took the train down to Tokyo. First stop - Asakusa! The 人形烧 was &lt;em&gt;to-die-for&lt;/em&gt;. Dropped by Ginza at night. Ginza is definitely a high-fashion, high-end place. Check out the prices. O_o &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap08.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 2. Off to Shibuya. That yellow building, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Matsumoto KiYoshi&lt;/span&gt;. I officially named it one of my fav place next to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tokyu Hands&lt;/span&gt; to shop. Which girl doesn't like Watson? With all the stuffs ranging from cosmetics to toiletries going at 28% cheaper than normal price. Which is a gd deal since prices all around Japan are flat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Japan &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MUJI&lt;/span&gt;! Bought 2 pens. =) Jap phones are juz so cool. Haix.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/IMG_6808.4.jpg" border="5" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tokyo Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/jap09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/jap09.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meiji shrine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Outside our &lt;em&gt;budget-yet-still-not-that-cheap&lt;/em&gt; hotel. With &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; internet access somemore. When you're thousand and one miles away from home, being able to keep in touch with not only your friends back in S'pore but also those in Perth is indeed heartwarming. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was this really cool 6-storey toy shop near our hotel. Bro very &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; looking at those airguns &amp; not being able to buy home. Instead, he bought a $70 Initial D car home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He &amp;amp; his Fanta grape from Prince of Tennis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On board the skyliner to Narita International Airport. Passed by some "very Singaporean-looking HDBs". And there was this guy few seats down the isle who can't freaking bother to tear off the price tag on his Mickey Mouse cap. Doh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/food.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/food.3.jpg" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The food we had. Need i say more? =Pp~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/170_7030.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/170_7030.3.jpg" border="5" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home sweet home! And my prized possessions~~ =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113110403714201839?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113110403714201839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113110403714201839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113110403714201839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113110403714201839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/11/japan-trip-grand-finale.html' title='Japan trip grand finale'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113056474149775794</id><published>2005-10-29T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T13:45:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st pedicure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/IMG_7049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/IMG_7049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pedicure + stone studs.&lt;br /&gt;$35.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah. But i kinda like it. Heh! &lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a surprise on Thursday de-briefing.&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a little farewell gift &amp; a handmade card.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet. =)&lt;br /&gt;Got something prepared for them when they go for work on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed like an auspicious day to tie the knot.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour is getting married today. Feel excited for them.&lt;br /&gt;Lance's friends are getting ROM today too. Helped buy a metro gift card. Looks nicer than vouchers right? I wouldn't have known abt the card if not for NETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weary week. But i survived!&lt;br /&gt;2 assignments due on monday. And none has been touched. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start on it now... but i feel like zzz.... (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. maybe the Ben &amp;amp; Jerry icecream i juz bought can keep me awake. =)&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh-so-delicious-fabulicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/bj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/bj1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113056474149775794?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113056474149775794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113056474149775794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113056474149775794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113056474149775794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/1st-pedicure.html' title='1st pedicure'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-113040718517141383</id><published>2005-10-27T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T17:59:45.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random tots @ 2nd last day</title><content type='html'>Woo. It's my &lt;strong&gt;2nd&lt;/strong&gt; last day today. I can already feel the butterflies in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Simply can't wait to get my ass outta here! Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random updates:&lt;br /&gt;Been longing to learn how to apply eyeliner. Believe or not, the first person whom i've seen applies it like a pro is... weisong.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. He's a freaking guy can? Argh.. should all females juz die??&lt;br /&gt;Anw, managed to buy a decent eyeliner from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Missha&lt;/span&gt; when i was out shopping for Ser's present with Jan. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oops!&lt;/span&gt;) Pretty decent investment for something juz for trial. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Asked my mummy daddy to be judges for my virgin application. Guess wat? They say it's nice! Wah.. so flattered. =) But dun dare to wear out on the streets. Duh right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd be interested in &lt;em&gt;sampan boat&lt;/em&gt;-styled shoes aka pumps. It took me quite awhile before i could learn to appreciate the beauty of it. Same goes with those cropped jackets.&lt;br /&gt;Bah. I can never be a the frontline of fashion trends.&lt;br /&gt;Saw this &lt;em&gt;r-e-a-l-l-y&lt;/em&gt; nice pair of pumps with studs from U.R.S. Gosh it was &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; comfy. Vonlin &amp; i were so tempted but the price definitely set us back - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$66.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* If only i was born rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of people who spends $30 on dead skin? Crazy right? That's what i thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered how girls can bear to spend $$ on pedi/manicure. It juz seem too extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;And woe be one me. I think i'm ready to fork out some hard-earned cash on my toes. Friday is the day. Von &amp; i are going bugis for some pedicure! Woot.. feeling kinda excited!! My twinkies must feel so honoured i'm gonna let it exprience some luxurious treatment. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. What's happening to me?!?? No wonder is easy to gain market shares if you target at girls. And i always find this so very true:&lt;br /&gt;"Guys will spend $2 for a $1 thing which they need. But girls will spend $1 on a $2 thing which they don't need".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Flight Plan&lt;/span&gt; was al-right.&lt;br /&gt;Jodie Foster's acting skills is superb. It's the only selling point of the movie i guess.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt; finale totally ROX my SOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go Naima! Go Naima!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought LAOFA already told me the results beforehand, watching the finale and awaiting for the results with bated breath was another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadidum.&lt;br /&gt;Coutdown: 32min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-113040718517141383?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/113040718517141383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=113040718517141383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113040718517141383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/113040718517141383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-tots-2nd-last-day.html' title='random tots @ 2nd last day'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112997385517717949</id><published>2005-10-22T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:37:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise visit from Fern</title><content type='html'>Fern came back to hand in timesheets.&lt;br /&gt;And it was sooOoo nice of her to treat us honey ice-blended bubble tea &amp; curry puffs! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. gonna be missing that ger!! Who would have guessed she's a mother in her early 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. And i thought we're almost in the same age grp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i juz received some shocking news.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of shuffling in the call centre.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how to react.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me seemed to have grown attached to this &lt;strike&gt;ridiculous job&lt;/strike&gt; environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss u guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112997385517717949?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112997385517717949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112997385517717949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112997385517717949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112997385517717949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/surprise-visit-from-fern.html' title='Surprise visit from Fern'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112997350396190161</id><published>2005-10-22T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:31:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An old friend</title><content type='html'>21 Oct 2005 marks my first experience of a 21st bday celebrated at MacDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swakoo&lt;/em&gt; right? But never in my life have i held bday parties at fast food joints. In fact, i've never thrown bday parties till my 21st bday. So well.. 21st marks a whole lot of new experiences eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bouts of kiddy games, which is also probably the last time we're all gonna be playing, it's time to make my way home. *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know where is WCP Mac! LOLZ~ Ser definitely has very fun friends from her sports camp. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While half-dozing off in the long train ride home, i THINK i saw my primary school friend.&lt;br /&gt;The oddball in class who &lt;u&gt;loves&lt;/u&gt; to draw dragonball; The one who drooled on his math test paper while we're all feverishly completing the paper; The guy who walks as if he has crooked legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 10 yrs later.&lt;br /&gt;With the unmistakable tan &amp; spikey hair &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and crooked legs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's with a group of friends. Seemed as if they're juz off from work. With unkempt shirt &amp;amp; mp3 dangling from his neck. He looks juz like the slacker he was 10yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but sneak peeks at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was he? Or was he not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his identity seemed to be confirmed when he alighted the train at Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;He lived in Chai Chee. Gee.. dun ask me how i noe. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Gang.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I still rem his name. 1 thing is for sure. He is definitely more good-looking now. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;(Li... u still rem him??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112997350396190161?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112997350396190161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112997350396190161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112997350396190161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112997350396190161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/old-friend.html' title='An old friend'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112980015433356688</id><published>2005-10-20T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:25:25.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Surprises In Life</title><content type='html'>The little surprises in life.&lt;br /&gt;Those silly little things that we do for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; came down with a can of assorted cookies.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Cos &lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; knew i would be at home today; cos &lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; knew there's nth at home for me to eat;&lt;br /&gt;Cos &lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; knew i would be too lazy to go out to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; chose ur favourites.&lt;br /&gt;Cos &lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; wanted to give me what &lt;em&gt;U&lt;/em&gt; perceive as the best.&lt;br /&gt;Among all, it had the pineapple ones that i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain small events in life&lt;br /&gt;May not be anything &lt;strong&gt;significant&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;May be something that we would have &lt;strong&gt;forgotten with time&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;May become something that we eventually &lt;strong&gt;take for granted&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's these little &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;That makes each day in life so much more worthwhile living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you, dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all my friends &amp;amp; family who've contributed their little surprises to my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112980015433356688?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112980015433356688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112980015433356688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112980015433356688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112980015433356688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-surprises-in-life.html' title='The Little Surprises In Life'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112945276569708491</id><published>2005-10-16T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:52:47.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October's fun!</title><content type='html'>October has been kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's cos there's so much parties to attend! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Not so friendly on the pockets though..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a new place to chill out! Move over &lt;strong&gt;CAN cafe&lt;/strong&gt;. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Mondo cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now! Muahaha.. the boss was &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; nice to let Fen have the place for her bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to lounge in the big comfy couch, chatting with Jan. Hee.. that ger ah. Wah.. &lt;em&gt;bu kui&lt;/em&gt; is our LAO FA!! Really admire her determination! She's so thin now. How i wish i had her determination to diet. Bah. Anyhow, seeing her getting 1 step closer to her SIA dream, really feel very happy for her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking abt SIA. Why do pple keep asking me if i wanna be air stewardess? Today Mandy &amp; Shinhui juz asked me. Haix. Making me &lt;em&gt;luan&lt;/em&gt; only. I have my own considerations... so much factors to think abt. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deliberation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear has been so supportive. But....... *lost in thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh.. and also the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Story of Superman vs Duck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oops! Am i too explicit here?? Why am i feeling more hana &amp; excited then her. -humpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is piling up!! All the readings &amp; tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;Made full use of the facility at office. *smirk* Now i have a LBO textbk! Muahaha... Speaking of which, TY didn't come in for work today. I wonder why? Poor Mandy has been doing 1-man show till me &amp;amp; ShinHui came n save her! Lolz.. But thnx to him, i've earned 1.5hr extra. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up is Ser's bday &amp; Steph's bday. Woo.. still haven't settle present yet. Die &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And there's Joyce &amp;amp; WQ's solomnisation. Gift &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;? Die also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112945276569708491?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112945276569708491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112945276569708491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112945276569708491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112945276569708491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/octobers-fun.html' title='October&apos;s fun!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112900903894307497</id><published>2005-10-11T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:45:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba Chor Mee &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/geetha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/geetha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have i ever mentioned that my Financial Reporting lecturer looks like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now class, look into my eyeeeessss....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gee. No wonder i'm developing &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;monday blues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;Recently, I've seemed to develop a sudden preference towards &lt;em&gt;ba chor mee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that i don't like &lt;em&gt;ba chor mee&lt;/em&gt; in the first place. But i guess i've been too used to the &lt;em&gt;ba chor mee&lt;/em&gt; @ 85.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The infamous 85 &lt;em&gt;ba chor mee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, the standard seemed to be gravatating towards the centre of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder I've condemed &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;ba chor mees&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But.. but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even explain why. And when. And how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've grew to enjoy it once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps it's the &lt;strong&gt;511&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;ba chor mee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The best in S'pore n JB. Some say even Batam.&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/7090913-112900903894307497?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112900903894307497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112900903894307497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112900903894307497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112900903894307497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/10/ba-chor-mee-me.html' title='Ba Chor Mee &amp; Me'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112780170065558094</id><published>2005-09-27T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:15:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan trip Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;日本の旅 Part II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know i went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hokkaido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the place famous for it's fresh seafood, you can almost imagine the excitement i received when i saw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/166_6618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAKOPACHI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh~~ It's looks &lt;em&gt;oishii&lt;/em&gt; when the guy was flipping it. But when we opened up the box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/166_66232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; BLOCK: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/166_66232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't taste as nice as the ones in s'pore. X_x. However, we managed to buy a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; takopachi at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; streets. It's so huge!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ahh.. too bad nv take pic. Forgive me.. i was quite sianz in Tokyo liao. Not much pics taken there)&lt;/span&gt; And their sign also very cute. It's a hand bomb pic to resemble the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIIIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ball-ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/168_68691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand; BLOCK: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/168_68691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their seafood market! Similiar to the &lt;strong&gt;Unique Seafood Market&lt;/strong&gt; (??) in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Turf City, Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Except the sea creatures are really grown outta proportions there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Exaggerated a &lt;em&gt;wee&lt;/em&gt; bit too much. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/168_68721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; BLOCK: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/168_68721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;fresh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(alive n kicking)&lt;/em&gt; prawns we ordered during our steamboat lunch at the seafood market cum restaurant. Dun &lt;em&gt;pray pray&lt;/em&gt; wor... each prawn costs &lt;strong&gt;S$7&lt;/strong&gt;! They're to be eaten... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAW&lt;/span&gt;. Feeling nausea?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eat raw prawns in Hokkaido. They taste so sweet n delectable, complete with the roe in tow. I braved myself n took a small bite. Gosh. You can never imagine the taste. It doesn't taste like prawns at all! Hmm.. how shall i say? The 口感 is similiar to that of eating chicken meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/168_68791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand; BLOCK: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/168_68791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of satisfaction. &lt;em&gt;Ahh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112780170065558094?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112780170065558094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112780170065558094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112780170065558094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112780170065558094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/09/japan-trip-part-ii.html' title='Japan trip Part II'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112747376733794424</id><published>2005-09-23T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:10:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan trip Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAIMA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woosh.. feels great to be back home!! Tho is like back to reality.. sobzz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm.. japan was fun. But it's not as fun as expected la. Perhaps placed too much expectations on the trip. All in all, it was definitely a place i would like to visit again. Now to share, what i've seen; What i've learnt; What i've tried. Enjoy~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;[ 日本の旅 Part I ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/toilet4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/toilet4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) High-tech toilets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First time experiencing wash/soap/dry hands in the same sink. And also wash/dry butt in the toilet seat! You gotta admire how these Japanese really noe how to enjoy life. Oh! And also, their toilets are really clean. Even those ulu pandan public toilets, you can be sure there's definitely enough toilet paper for you! *claps claps*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/169_69221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;To-die-for&lt;/em&gt; sweet treats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're so generous with their testing portions that one round in the supermarket can you 1 meal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With everything so nicely packaged, i had to resist the urge to buy everything back to share with you guys. Sighz.. but then again. The urge wasn't so difficult to resist since all the prices were such&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; eye-sores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/168_68482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3) Damn expensive fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But delicious nonetheless! Don't underestimate these normal looking peaches. They're HUGE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The grapes were the best. I would never have imagined the grapes could ignite the taste of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;grape wine&lt;/span&gt; on my taste buds. Gosh.. i feel high everytime i took a bite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Hokkaido rockmelons are crazy. One melon the size of a soccer ball costs ard (make a guess) s$70! O.o" Which makes me wonder... do Japanese eat fruits?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/168_68542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/168_68542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) もち MOCHI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presenting my ultimate fav!! These are glutinous rice balls filled with red bean (most common) aka 豆大福, or choco, various flavours etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one shown here can only be found at 1 location in Sapporo (according to the guide). It's mochi wrapped with... *gasp*.... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry cake&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gawd. It was sooo delicious!! See the white powdery stuffs on top? It would have been flour for most mochi but NO. It's &lt;strong&gt;icing sugar&lt;/strong&gt; here! Sink your teeth into it, and you can feel the &lt;strong&gt;chewiness&lt;/strong&gt; of the fresh &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mochi&lt;/span&gt; entwined with the &lt;strong&gt;soft&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;butter cake&lt;/span&gt; slapped on with generous portion of &lt;strong&gt;fresh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whipped cream &amp;amp; strawberries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 word. Heavenly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112747376733794424?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112747376733794424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112747376733794424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112747376733794424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112747376733794424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/09/japan-trip-part-i.html' title='Japan trip Part I'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112625737700317509</id><published>2005-09-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:04:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last entry b4 gg to NIPPON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;日本!&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;日本!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i come~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiues peeps.. i'll miss ya all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muakz muakz MUAKZ*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Laughing hysterically )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Countdown: 3hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kik0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112625737700317509?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112625737700317509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112625737700317509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112625737700317509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112625737700317509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-entry-b4-gg-to-nippon.html' title='last entry b4 gg to NIPPON!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112625784348479104</id><published>2005-09-09T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:26:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Japan flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously think my bday luck only lasted that mere few days of June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's onlyjuz the start of Sep, i can already feel the omnious foreboding feeling ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July was bad. So was Aug. Now Sep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*shudders*&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;Looking forward to Japan! Shall pray for a good luck amulet at the shrine.&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;Packing is more or less done. Feeling kinda numb. I guess the feeling of excitement has yet to build within me. Haa.. still feels like a dream, ne? ^^;;&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNRISE NIPPON~!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Countdown: 5.5hrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIKO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112625784348479104?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112625784348479104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112625784348479104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112625784348479104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112625784348479104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/09/pre-japan-flight.html' title='Pre-Japan flight'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112550571759004035</id><published>2005-08-31T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:31:28.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise visit from dear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 unfortunate events were to happen first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1) I left my ezlink in another bag n left home without it. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;2) My watch strap broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For the 2nd time!! Damn shit. It's a freaking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$30&lt;/span&gt; for each strap replacement. It's a sign. I'm gonna get myself a new watch! Yippee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who is to come surprise me for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knight in shining armour! Whahaa..&lt;br /&gt;Dear came down &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the way juz to meet up for a measely 1hr. And while i went to the toilet at Mac, he slipped a new ezlink card into my wallet so i didn't have to buy the standard ticket. &lt;em&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when he goes cut his hair. Looks like a small boy cos it's so short! Haha.. *ruffles ruffles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 1hr flew by so swiftly. *sigh* Back to work again.&lt;br /&gt;But work was alright. Time passed faster with the Yahoo! conference going on discreetly. Or rather, NOT so discreetly. What with Mariko's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vigourous&lt;/span&gt; typing. Behind all the facade, we couldn't help but burst out laughing in the end. In unison. Leaving the rest in a state of confusion. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Going ktv-&lt;em&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt; with the gals the day i had no voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/162_62851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_62851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/162_62931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_62931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [ Our presents from Japan! Courtesy of Li~ ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I swear we didn't ALL wear &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; on purpose!! Somehow, friends always end up thinking alike/wearing alike/behaving alike. I wonder why??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112550571759004035?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112550571759004035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112550571759004035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112550571759004035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112550571759004035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/surprise-visit-from-dear.html' title='Surprise visit from dear!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112530810745222801</id><published>2005-08-29T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T17:35:07.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a survivor</title><content type='html'>Was back at TR yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business was &lt;strong&gt;horribly good&lt;/strong&gt;. Or perhaps, we're &lt;strong&gt;horribly understaffed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen was in a frenzy. The servers were in a frenzy. The guests were left in a frenzy. The whole restaurant was practically turned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;upside-down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how we survived. But boy was i glad when it was time to punch out at 6pm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh not to mention. The shelf at the side station &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gave way&lt;/span&gt;. -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. All the condiments toppled down. Now the whole cupboard reeks of vinegar &amp; is moisturised with olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;Over the sugars &amp; Equal. Over the toothpicks. Over the bibs. Over the condiment bottles. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there were no broken glasses. But poor Sze Yong. I think he was already feeling damn low to have clean up the mess on top of having to do Side Station. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heqing, Ah Seng &amp; Ah Chuan came to celebrate their friend's bday.&lt;br /&gt;They were surprised that i was still slogging my days away at TR. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Somehow it made me miss those days. Where the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; staff ruled.&lt;br /&gt;Of cos the new staffs are great. But i feel so old ard them. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel fair ended. COMEX will be ruling over the wkend.&lt;br /&gt;And i'd be working 2-10.30pm on sat. Grace says there's &lt;em&gt;"no more shifts ending 10pm"&lt;/em&gt; already. O_o"&lt;br /&gt;9-1pm will be at NETS. Hope i survive Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112530810745222801?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112530810745222801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112530810745222801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112530810745222801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112530810745222801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-survivor.html' title='I&apos;m a survivor'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112497489048460514</id><published>2005-08-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:01:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Award for worse show of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You squirm abt in your seat barely 15min aft warming it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yawn incessantly &amp; sigh continunously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder what you're doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind wanders off into thinking of what to eat later, what to do later, where to go later... anything but focusing on the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyelids grow heavy &amp;amp; vision becomes fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dialogues become gibberish to your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the above symptoms, chances are you're 99.99% to have caught the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; show of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the award goes to...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mob Sister.&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a complete waste of $7. &lt;em&gt;Pui&lt;/em&gt;. Not even worth giving $0.20 to go toilet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;Speaking of wasting money. WHY AREN'T WE GRANTED CONCESSION!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/concession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/concession.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So unfair!! -humpf- Damn those idiots. Not funded by MOE? That's precisely why we shd be granted concession all the more. Think we're very rich ah? You &lt;strong&gt;ninny meanies&lt;/strong&gt;. Nx time u guys fax in request to NETS, i shall not entertain. Bleah! &gt;.&lt;#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112497489048460514?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112497489048460514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112497489048460514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112497489048460514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112497489048460514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/award-for-worse-show-of-year.html' title='Award for worse show of the year'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112485915415599032</id><published>2005-08-24T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:06:44.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flutes was great!</title><content type='html'>Flutes At The Fort serves one of the finest dining around!! Though the price was comparable to the gradient of the slope leading to the restaurant &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it almost matched having dinner buffet @ Fullerton), &lt;/span&gt;it was certainly worth &lt;u&gt;every single&lt;/u&gt; penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From yummilicious pan-fried baby lobster...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/163_63091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/163_63091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To &lt;em&gt;ooh-melts-in-your-mouth-not-your-hand&lt;/em&gt; steak...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/163_63102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/163_63102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not to mention the fresh Australian scallops for starters was simply &lt;strong&gt;DA BOMB&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Would have gladly stayed for desert. But I guess we had to leave. Know why? Some &lt;strong&gt;dumb moronic nincompoop of a coconut shell&lt;/strong&gt; who SUPPOSEDLY took down my reservation wrote it on some leaf &amp; fed it to the donkeys. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Do donkeys feed on leaves??)&lt;/span&gt; Thing is. We reached without a seat for dinner. WTH. I was so freakin pissed. But the restaurant manager granted us a table till 8.30pm nonetheless. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There were alot of&lt;em&gt; ang mohs&lt;/em&gt; streaming in, mostly dressed till the Nines. &lt;em&gt;Machiam&lt;/em&gt; going to have their usual dinner. Whoah. Pretty expensive for a daily meal huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anw, critical me wrote a feedback to them. And here was their prompt reply. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/163_63091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/feedback1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/feedback1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh yes... archery is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/162_6296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_6296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [My Legolas!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/archery1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/archery.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;[Dear said i looked like an elfen princess. ^^]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a pretty fun day! And the crew @ Flutes would probably be seeing more of me in the future. ^^ Excellent service, fantastic ambience &amp; great food. 4.5 out of 5 munchkins. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(It would have been perfect if the varandah was overlooking some pond or smth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112485915415599032?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112485915415599032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112485915415599032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112485915415599032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112485915415599032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/flutes-was-great.html' title='Flutes was great!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112450963608714827</id><published>2005-08-20T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:47:16.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear's bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Extracted from Li's blog::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.a random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Rowie???? Disappeared with her nan ren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that if I update here, Rui updates on Hope-Online, while Jan will always be updating her blog, perhaps Rowie will feel movitated by us and start updating her blog again! It had been quite some time since I last heard from her!!! Rowie~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly remembered this book that we all used to read - Where's Wally? Among the midst of people people, the reader will have to find him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's play, where's Rowie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You noe what?&lt;br /&gt;I think i've lost the &lt;em&gt;feel-ling&lt;/em&gt; &amp; touch to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find my muse back!! O.o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H-E-L-P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go skydiving!!&lt;br /&gt;But guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;It's a freaking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$499&lt;/span&gt;. For an hr's thrill = 86.03hrs of answering calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;special&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;special&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day! For a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;special&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;special&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;Well, juz hope he likes the celebration planned for him.. hehe. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;\\&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; Y     &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112450963608714827?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112450963608714827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112450963608714827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112450963608714827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112450963608714827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/dears-bday.html' title='dear&apos;s bday!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112368200915764572</id><published>2005-08-10T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:53:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konzert 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;40th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; SINGAPORE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you managed to see the fireworks at tampines? Gosh.. it was &lt;strong&gt;sooOOooo &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have missed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'VE MISSED THE BIGGEST EVENT OF THE YR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debut perf for TPJCAlumni drew to a beautiful stop @ VCH last fri. The feeling to be performing on stage again with my fellow bandmates was exhilarating. Thnx, once again.. for those who made it possible - The teachers-in-charge, Justine, Fabian, juniors &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(for loaning us instruments)&lt;/span&gt;, alumni, &amp; of cos my wonderful section mates, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ad, Simin, Audrey, Tong Long, Sheau Ling, Wen Chao, Lishi, Kenneth, Daniel, Shahidah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE ROX&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/CIMG4994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/CIMG4994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/P1000117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/P1000117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... i hope we'd be gg to &lt;strong&gt;HAWAII&lt;/strong&gt; with Dr Lee! V(^-^)V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112368200915764572?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112368200915764572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112368200915764572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112368200915764572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112368200915764572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/08/konzert-2005.html' title='Konzert 2005'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112269989594600150</id><published>2005-07-30T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:08:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back at work on sat. =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why am i doing here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wondered outloud.&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;br /&gt;It's a perfectly fine Sat morn. And i found myself at the &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; NETS office. Infront of the com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm not on shift today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T^T&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;br /&gt;In case you're thinking i'm out of my mind, we've just shifted office. From 2nd to 4th level! Wah.. it's a loong flight of stairs up to 4th floor &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. Hmm! Maybe i shall take the lift from now on. Dunno if the change was for the better or worse. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Doh.. of cos it's for the better for the company)&lt;/span&gt; The new phone system is damn scary. To increase efficiency level. And anything to increase efficiency is scary 'kay. Not to mention the supervisors are able to tap into our calls to see how we're handling customers. Bleah.&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;br /&gt;And to think i'm getting quite cosy in my 'lil corner at the old office. In the privacy of my cubicle. My new desk &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, no more cubicles)&lt;/span&gt; is so exposed. Somemore i'm back-facing the door. Gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. Time to go off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Planning to go ECP cycling with dear later. Then eat our fav &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt;!! =p~~ Pls pls pls... dun let it rain &amp;amp; spoil my day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112269989594600150?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112269989594600150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112269989594600150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112269989594600150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112269989594600150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-at-work-on-sat.html' title='back at work on sat. =('/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112200421294989313</id><published>2005-07-22T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:02:37.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(....)</title><content type='html'>.........&lt;br /&gt;.............................................&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Your eyes are fine.&lt;br /&gt;So are you ears.&lt;br /&gt;So is your computer &amp; the server.&lt;br /&gt;Only if you listen with your heart, you'd hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I retreat into the comfort of seclusion. Into this all too familiar place - &lt;em&gt;neko no sekai&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The world of cats.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world revolves. Everyone wants to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;But who is listening?&lt;br /&gt;I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dare mo.. shiranai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112200421294989313?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112200421294989313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112200421294989313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112200421294989313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112200421294989313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='(....)'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112172929963715804</id><published>2005-07-19T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:28:19.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i cursed?</title><content type='html'>Damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;Am i being cursed or wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i woke up with fever on a beautiful SATURDAY. (there goes my break)&lt;br /&gt;Then juz when it got better, i contracted some kinda skin allergy.&lt;br /&gt;Red bumpy patches started appearing all over me while i was at work on monday.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that it's ugly. It's also v itchy.&lt;br /&gt;I look like i got full invasion from some kinda killer mosquito swarm or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Gah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers &amp; calamine lotion were not answered last night.&lt;br /&gt;Worse.&lt;br /&gt;Fever &amp;amp; allergy is in full rage now.&lt;br /&gt;Thnx. Thnx alot.&lt;br /&gt;Doc, here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112172929963715804?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112172929963715804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112172929963715804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112172929963715804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112172929963715804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/am-i-cursed.html' title='am i cursed?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112160831565588813</id><published>2005-07-17T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:51:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally! Able to post up some pics.&lt;br /&gt;Been rather busy with work &amp; sickness &amp;amp; wat-nots. GaH!!&lt;br /&gt;With the com's motherboard &lt;strong&gt;R.I.P-&lt;em&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i can't help but feel a tad hadicapped with the lappie. Can't really be bothered to re-install all those necessary prog here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our Sentosa trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_6211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/162_6216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_6216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Mr &amp; Mrs Shen?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_6219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/162_6217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/320/162_6217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Touching a &lt;strong&gt;LIVE &lt;/strong&gt;starfish. I was almost half-expecting a gooey+mushy+slimy+... &amp; it turned out to be as soft as a solid rock. Phew~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;congrats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yaya for having a successful Lasik op. May u have a speedy recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okaeri nasai!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li, welcome back to s'pore!! *hugZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To Huiling &amp;amp; Eeling~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112160831565588813?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112160831565588813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112160831565588813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112160831565588813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112160831565588813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/pics-update.html' title='pics update'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112090444875542373</id><published>2005-07-09T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T18:26:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post for today</title><content type='html'>Blogging twice in a short of 3hrs span. Boy i'm certainly bored huh.&lt;br /&gt;1 more hr to go.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there's a nice vending machine which dispenses Nescafe milo/teh tarik/mocha cafe etc. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a couple of stuffs last wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A blouse&lt;/span&gt;. A steal frm MATCH. $18 only nia! (50%) Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;U.R.S heels&lt;/span&gt;. In white! Absolutely luv it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A white (fake) leather tote&lt;/span&gt; with metal straps. Exactly the one i was looking for!&lt;br /&gt;Aiming for a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt;. The shop ran outta my size. Hope to get it at other outlets soon.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. feels great to spend money eh? No more feeling the guilt weighing heavy on my conscience since it's justified by me working. Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; office job - Always sitting down at ur own cubicle. I think i'm developing a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; butt on an already &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bleahz!&lt;/span&gt; The very thought repulse me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fats fats, go away. Don't even think abt coming back...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Finally later can see my dear. Was it only &lt;strong&gt;3days&lt;/strong&gt;? It certainly felt like eternity to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112090444875542373?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112090444875542373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112090444875542373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112090444875542373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112090444875542373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/2nd-post-for-today.html' title='2nd post for today'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112089688621675269</id><published>2005-07-09T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:32:24.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging @ nets. Yawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blogging at NETS. Shhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A scorching sat afternoon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fan whirred soothingly. Like a lullaby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's gently breeze a stark contrast to the blistering heat outside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone's radio blared in the background. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Class 95FM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except for the occasional telephone rings &amp; clicks of the mouse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The call centre remained quiet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top 5 things i ABSOLUTELY cannot leave the house without. (In order of importance)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Money&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it cash or card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2) EzLink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insignificant as it may be, it's an intergrated part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3) Hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hurts to noe that help is juz a call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;4) House keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating to realise you're juz outside your hse &amp;amp; u can't enter. Really brings new definition to &lt;em&gt;"So near yet so far"&lt;/em&gt;. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;5) Watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hp can do the trick tho. Juz feel disorientated without having any grasp of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112089688621675269?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112089688621675269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112089688621675269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112089688621675269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112089688621675269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/blogging-nets-yawn.html' title='blogging @ nets. Yawn.'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112057522639170272</id><published>2005-07-05T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:27:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gokusen &amp; kat tun</title><content type='html'>First of all. I've been &lt;strike&gt;cruelly&lt;/strike&gt; deceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't at any bank. Nor FI. Fark. It has nothing to do with finance anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My dept is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;call centre&lt;/span&gt;. NETS call centre.&lt;br /&gt;Juz pick up calls. Answer queries. Make report.&lt;br /&gt;Customer Service. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm tied up for the nx &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2mths&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Haix&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jailbird.&lt;br /&gt;Ok &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Not that bad. My collegues are really nice pple.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other temps are even from SIM. Yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE WATCHED FINISHED &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ごくせんII&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/gokusen%20poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/gokusen%20poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すごいい!! And i'm hana-ing over &lt;strong&gt;KAT-TUN&lt;/strong&gt; now. Can join Yaya &amp; Jan &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt;. Actu i've noticed them yrs back (johnny jrs!), but it's only now that they make me sit up and take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kame-kun&lt;/strong&gt; is so cooL in it! Ahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/smallroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/smallroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Yet to debut.. KAT-TUN!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/kamejin%20neoprint01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/kamejin%20neoprint01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112057522639170272?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112057522639170272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112057522639170272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112057522639170272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112057522639170272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/07/gokusen-kat-tun.html' title='gokusen &amp; kat tun'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112002380375051609</id><published>2005-06-29T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:43:23.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted cookies</title><content type='html'>Pretty free this week. Cos i'm diligently waiting by my phone for my agent to call me about bank jobs available. No tr for me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my efforts paid off! She called this morn to inform me that the FI &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i've yet to know the name)&lt;/span&gt; had accepted me as a temp and i'll be contracted to work till end aug. How nice.. i'll have money to go japan in Sep! =) And i didn't have to go for interview too!&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to shop for blouses and heels and bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytday was a pretty fun day. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;Dear had casually commented for me to cook us lunch the night before, and i've bravely took up the challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a cooking idiot, i wanted to whip up a meal of omelette jap curry rice. Which of cos, is the easiet and simplest to cook since the jap curry is ready-made. But my fear was confirmed when i went marketing cos Shop n Save don't bring in such less sought after products. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B. Fried rice omelette.&lt;br /&gt;So i bought prawns, crab sticks.. and even octopus tori. Caught my eye. So gave it a try. And also stuffs for making cookies. WE'RE GONNA MAKE COOKIES! Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i smelt fishy the whole day. From peeling and cleaning the prawns of it's intestines. Bleah. Anw, my first attempt to cook someone a meal was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;! Dear gave me &lt;strong&gt;101/100&lt;/strong&gt;. Whahaa.. Ureshii!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cookie making was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;The final and most crucial step. I pressed the wrong sequence to the microwave. So the cookies were burnt to the core. Literally. Could only salvage a few and the last batch, which turned out not many anw. First cookie making failure. Oh well. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the process of making it with dear was well.. dear to the heart. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112002380375051609?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112002380375051609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112002380375051609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002380375051609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002380375051609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/busted-cookies.html' title='Busted cookies'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112002226023798665</id><published>2005-06-25T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:20:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Friday was a day for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had no choice but to do opening for tr. Drizzled in the morn, but it's okay! Clouds parted and the sun is shining brightly down on s'pore once again. Yay~ My prayers worked.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sentosa ard 3pm. Was a little rush on the agenda of things we wanted to do. Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by Siloso Beach to catch the animal show. Then it was time for the star.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Underwater World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Been ages since i last step foot in the giant aquarium and i was literally trembling with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By sheer luck or wat. Sg citizens get &lt;strong&gt;30%&lt;/strong&gt; off admission. And we made it for the promo period. Yay! Went Dolphin Lagoon first cos it closes at 6pm(?) There were ALOT of tourist that day. Gosh. While waiting for the performance to start, we truely felt like we're tourists in India. O_o;;&lt;br /&gt;Juz before the show ended, dear spotted a red note among the sand smiling up at him. It's a &lt;strong&gt;freakin $10 bill&lt;/strong&gt;! Woo.. everyone left in a scurry and well.. you could say finders keepers. *winkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater World was kinda disappointing tho. Perhaps i've lived my expectations based on 10yrs ago too highly. Oh well. It was still pretty fun tho. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to the Sky Towers to catch sunset. Rui had said it was magnificent. But we couldn't make it in time, hence.. we're off to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the eateries available, it was an uanimous vote for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sakae&lt;/span&gt; by the beach! (",)/&lt;br /&gt;The food was great as usual. And to our surprise, dear's fren is the supervisor there! In the end, we got &lt;strong&gt;10%&lt;/strong&gt; off and &lt;strong&gt;free ice-creams&lt;/strong&gt;! YuMz. I never knew the ice-cream was that u-mai!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was home sweet home for us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Main com is spoilt! Motherboard gone case le... hence, gotta wait before i can post up more pics of bdays and sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YANGYANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHENYANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112002226023798665?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112002226023798665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112002226023798665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002226023798665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002226023798665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112002076489489305</id><published>2005-06-23T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:51:52.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;525600 minutes ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8769 hours ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;365 days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 year ago.&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE YA!~!&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/7090913-112002076489489305?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112002076489489305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112002076489489305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002076489489305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002076489489305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-year-anniversary.html' title='1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112002010995457345</id><published>2005-06-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:49:13.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/160_60831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/160_6083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/160_6083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Date : 17 June 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Time: 7 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Venue: My house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. the much "dreaded" day is here! I'm finally turning &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;. An adult! Can go casino, can buy shares, can apply for flat, can get married... a symbol of a brand new phase in life ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the actual date was &lt;strong&gt;16/6&lt;/strong&gt; but i suppose friday would be a more appropriate day for celebration. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx to everyone who came down and the presents too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day! But fun. And definitely memorable. As wat Joel had said, &lt;em&gt;"the only time in your life where you have a reason to gather all your friends and celebrate together"&lt;/em&gt;. *nods* Good thing i didn't do away with the hassle of having a party &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i dun have the habit of having bday parties)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz.. it was definitely a sight to behold to see all your different friends congregated at the same place. Hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Wished u were here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIFANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEIYING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112002010995457345?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112002010995457345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112002010995457345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002010995457345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112002010995457345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/bday-bash.html' title='bday bash'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-112001838631145702</id><published>2005-06-15T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:47:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>improntu shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/160_60681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/200/160_6068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2009/419/1600/160_6068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think i was searching for nice shorts everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't planning to work for the week cos i need to prepare for my bday celebration. The cake.. the catering.. the guests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i suppose i needed money. HAHA! And moreover, Yaya was to start work too! (After an "arduous journey" of getting interviewed and orientated. Bah ) Hence, cannot leave my fren in the lurch right?&lt;br /&gt;Alas... her trainer was away so training had to be delayed &lt;u&gt;another&lt;/u&gt; wk. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was still early, had decided to shop ard before gg home. And came back with unplanned loot! Hee.. nothing can make me more happy than cheap deal. Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-112001838631145702?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/112001838631145702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=112001838631145702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112001838631145702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/112001838631145702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/improntu-shopping.html' title='improntu shopping'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111866384125178767</id><published>2005-06-13T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:17:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Bday Prep</title><content type='html'>What can i say. It's been a &lt;strong&gt;happening wk&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Had a FREE session of KLunch. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yes. Complete with food n the superb ice lemon tea! Envy ba!!)&lt;/span&gt; Complimentary of Yaya who bought JJ's album. Arigatou!!&lt;br /&gt;Went walking around town.&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;em&gt;Hana Yori Dango&lt;/em&gt; comics. Finally complete le!&lt;br /&gt;Bought Jan's PM skirt.&lt;br /&gt;And my cat's nose picked up smth &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fishy&lt;/span&gt;. *zip* Mouth sealed. I shall juz pretend i dunno. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Had fun working at tr! Finally can see my 2nd home after so loong. Hehe! And of cos.. TR &lt;em&gt;jie mei huas&lt;/em&gt; re-unite once again!! Wee.. gotta work with Jan! ^^ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yaya! We'd be waiting for u!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps it was the &lt;strong&gt;midnight Suntec extravaganza&lt;/strong&gt;. Tr was unusually quiet on a Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;I was host with.. JOANNE. Argh. Had heard so much stuffs about her till she was being discriminated by me before i even noe her. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work was &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;! WOo-hoO!&lt;br /&gt;Had a crowd. Reached quite late cos Jan did closing and we couldn't leave till 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to ayc &amp;amp; zz for&lt;em&gt; chope&lt;/em&gt;-ing our seats! ^^ And i get to see dear too!&lt;br /&gt;But alas. None left of our fav milkshakes except &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mango Tango&lt;/span&gt;. It tasted.. disappointing. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;The table was dominated by lotsa Choco + Mocha floats instead.&lt;br /&gt;Had bouts of "99" but i guess everyone was pretty tired. I was gonna sleep le!&lt;br /&gt;Saw jx n cx coming in. Even Gerard was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEARLY LOST MY HP!!!&lt;/span&gt; Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;Only realised after sending Jan n zz home. So we rushed back to CAN.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily they found it, and we made it back juz before closing. Huge sigh of relief man!! This makes the 2nd time i nearly lost a hp. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ayc! Made u go home so late!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear! I dunno wat to do without you.. and your Ferrlori. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So meanwhile, i should be working my ass off. To pay off fine! WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/160_6036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/160_6036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$70!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mai siao siao. T^T ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/160_6038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/160_6038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bet you've never kept a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;-torn ticket stub!!] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;p.s Thnx for the present dear!! I'm so touched. Love ya!! *MuakZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111866384125178767?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111866384125178767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111866384125178767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111866384125178767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111866384125178767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/pre-bday-prep.html' title='Pre Bday Prep'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111831119674585773</id><published>2005-06-09T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:31:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;We may constantly bicker. Throwing verbal insults at each other.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our childhood, we'll fight for nonsensical things. From toys, tv to attention.&lt;br /&gt;In a fit of anger, I even bit u, remember?&lt;br /&gt;Being older and more aggressive, I always emerge victorious. Or perhaps, you always let me have my way. I suppose that's why i used to be so demanding and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nontheless, you've filled my childhood days with so much &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;peace&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;From playing &lt;em&gt;masak-masak&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Barbies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ha! Ur little secret is OUT!)&lt;/span&gt; to building our LEGO empire; Teen agnst phase where we fought over computer usage; till now, where we'll confide problems with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to swear my life would be so much better without you.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;Life wouldn't be the same without you. You're the best brother i can ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;May NS make you a better MAN. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A note to first-timers to tekong: Male visitors &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; wear proper shoes n long pants. No matter you're old/young. Alot of ppl cocked-up on this. Including us. My cousin &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.. wear berms. Females.. &lt;em&gt;chin cai&lt;/em&gt; one &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/160_6063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/160_6063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tekong ferry terminal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Tekong01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Tekong01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/160_6062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/160_6062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BMTC! Where my bro is gonna spend his nx 3mths...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Tekong02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Tekong02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bro posted to &lt;strong&gt;NINJA&lt;/strong&gt; company. Their bunks.. looks not bad ya?! Recreation room even got PS2.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Tekong03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Tekong03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The meal we're being served at the cookhouse. Not bad. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT IT'S JUZ A FACADE!!!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very tiring and hot day at tekong, we can finally reside back into the comfort of our homes. Ahh~~ Too bad ah, brother! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111831119674585773?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111831119674585773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111831119674585773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111831119674585773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111831119674585773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/enlistment-day.html' title='Enlistment Day'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111822279641576362</id><published>2005-06-08T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:31:43.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*arms akimbo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looks left) PUAHAHAHAHA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looks right) PUAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*~*conffetti showers from above~*~*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embracing the hols that await me. Ahh.. the air smells soOo delectable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-smug-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Is it me? Or is Hello not working?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111822279641576362?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111822279641576362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111822279641576362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111822279641576362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111822279641576362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/exam-over.html' title='EXAM OVER!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111794846100148156</id><published>2005-06-05T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:14:21.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crabby me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, you can say i was very &lt;em&gt;bo liao&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a yahoo search on &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"rowie"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? There's someone else using it as a blog add! --&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowie.blogspot.com"&gt;I'm rowie No.2!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even yang yang's blog appeared twice. But where's mine?! O_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i proceeded to type my name.&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly there's a professor teaching Biological Science in NUS with the same name as me!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. but still no own blog add appearing. Which is good news?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To justify my &lt;em&gt;bo liao&lt;/em&gt;-ness, i was initially doing a search on &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Shunji Matsuo"&lt;/span&gt; to see their rates. Was thinking of cutting my hair/changing my hairstyle. But apparantly, there were none. Only reviews, forum discussions and even blogs which briefly mentioned it! Talk about how easy it is for others to access your personal thoughts space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;Feeling kinda &lt;strong&gt;crabby&lt;/strong&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;Been grouching and moping around the house. Getting easily irritated and annoyed. Especially my mom who's like keep asking me for help regarding the com EVERY OTHER DAY. Argh. Not like she's doing it on purpose lah, but i juz wasn't feeling extremely helpful. Bleahz~&lt;br /&gt;So guys, if i've been kinda listless and unfocused, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pls forgive me&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;retty &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;essed-up &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;hit&lt;/span&gt;. Or &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;endulum &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ood &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;wings&lt;/span&gt;. Or..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 more days till exam over&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAVE ME!!!&lt;/span&gt; I can't study anymore!! Feel like exploding.&lt;br /&gt;Which i'm gonna take it out on my piano. Sorry dude.. i've been banging on you for the past 13yrs. But you're my only pal who is able to project my inner most thoughts without having me to say anything. Love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i've stumbled across &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Howl's Moving Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s score!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful... pm me if you want it! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111794846100148156?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111794846100148156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111794846100148156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111794846100148156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111794846100148156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/crabby-me.html' title='crabby me'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111762649957549985</id><published>2005-06-01T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T19:48:19.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambition</title><content type='html'>I wanted to be an &lt;strong&gt;architect&lt;/strong&gt; when i was in Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Not singer, nor dancer, nor teacher, nor rubbish collector. But &lt;strong&gt;architect&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the guy sitting beside me can sprout various models and specs of aircraft, i was ignorant of my future. Now, what do i want to do when i grow up? What interests me? Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, when time came to scribble and decorate autograph books with nonsensical poems and such &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Birds fly high, hard to catch. Friends like you, hard to find! Sounds familiar?? Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;, I proudly printed my ambition down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Ambition: Architect..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. With a smile on my face, i suddenly felt impressed with myself for knowing what i want to be when i grow up. It just made me feel so grown up. Proving not to be an empty vessel, i really did indulge myself with interior designing from the IKEA magazines lying around the house. It was my interest. I found my future. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*blingblingbling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, i'm kinda amazed at what i did. O_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transiting into Secondary school, I grew aware of the world around me. And the more i knew, the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt; my bubble became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that to fulfil my "dream", i need &lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt; background. Now, i'm not particularly good in Science in the first place. To study current flow/batteries/oscillation &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whatever!)&lt;/span&gt; is a definite NO-NO for me. I enjoyed nature. I chose &lt;strong&gt;Biology&lt;/strong&gt;. And promptly burst my own bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was also that moment that i realised i wanted to pursue a career of being a &lt;strong&gt;vet&lt;/strong&gt;. To be immersed with nature and not cold hard concrete. I formed a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; bubble. My dream job would be to roam around the world, doing research on wildlife amongst the lush green canopy of the Amazon or the barren lands of African safari plains. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*blingblingbling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yeah right. Dream on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality slapped me twice on my cheeks. It was simply near impossible. Here is Singapore &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. Need to be practical &lt;em&gt;wor&lt;/em&gt;. Don't &lt;em&gt;play play lah&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my bubble burst once again. And it's time to choose my course in JC.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, the choices are so limited. What difference does it make? Why can't MOE just do away with JC and have pre-U instead? Like what if i wanna be an entreprenuer, why must i freaking take Chemistry or History? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(no offence intended)&lt;/span&gt; Can't they make our subjects more relevant?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, funny thing is.. i'm really not a Science person but i dunno why i &lt;em&gt;die die&lt;/em&gt; also must take Science. -_-" Making my own life miserable i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet once again, i transit into another phase in life. Stumbling blindly and scraping my way through education. Which somehow, after graduating, I don't feel so educated anyway. (wth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, almost finishing my 2nd year studies in U, yet still unsure of what my future holds. I really admire those people who knows what they are doing, and strives towards that goal. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Like dear!)&lt;/span&gt; They just seem so confident. Hmpf! Not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years down the road, will i be constantly in the air as a flight stewardess? Or making business transactions in the corporate world? Or managing a hotel along Orchard Rd? Or counting my chips after mahjong session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111762649957549985?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111762649957549985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111762649957549985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111762649957549985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111762649957549985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/06/ambition.html' title='ambition'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111728264290977973</id><published>2005-05-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T20:17:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored life of mine</title><content type='html'>Gee.. i'm seriously lacking of stuffs to blog abt. Talk about a mundane life. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weell&lt;/em&gt;, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;There was Gary's chalet last wed. I thought it was an early bday celebration for him. But apparantly he juz "开爽" 的. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;Saw who's Sky and 小 Grace. Had heard alot about them at TR since i wasn't working at TR for quite awhile le! (三姑六婆!!)&lt;br /&gt;Went tog with Jan n dear and Gary had to inform us the wrong place! It's &lt;strong&gt;Downtown East&lt;/strong&gt; not &lt;strong&gt;Costa Sands&lt;/strong&gt; lor. His sms &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. F Block 07 units..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of cos must be &lt;strong&gt;Costa&lt;/strong&gt; since &lt;strong&gt;DEast&lt;/strong&gt; units are 4 digit numbers. Made 3 starving souls walk one &lt;em&gt;biig&lt;/em&gt; round before getting to eat! Haa.. jan also nv check her 2nd msg from him. Anw, juz communication breakdown lah. -_-zZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx to Lyly, Johnson and whoever who &lt;em&gt;peng&lt;/em&gt; the food for us! =)&lt;br /&gt;And also to John who sent us home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday had another chalet. Dear's brother's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was like a pre-NS er.. "celebration" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(??)&lt;/span&gt; Can't really consider it as a celebration right? Since who actually looks forward to NS?!&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time i met his paternal side of cousins. Well, actually only played with Benji &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Benjamin.. cute name right?? =p)&lt;/span&gt; since the rest all grown-up le. So we brought the kids to Pasir Ris park, which was juz across the rd from the chalet. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Damn huge bungalow!)&lt;/span&gt; The kids had immense fun. Looking at them scream n run around &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(machiam running on energizer batteries)&lt;/span&gt; made me reminisce my childhood. Ha.. i was a tomboy. 'nuff said about my childhood. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benji was, in one word, a &lt;strong&gt;Terror&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha.. but in a cute way. He's really fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i-Pod mini&lt;/span&gt; today! In &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ice blue&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Damn &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111728264290977973?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111728264290977973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111728264290977973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111728264290977973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111728264290977973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/bored-life-of-mine.html' title='bored life of mine'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111684273469627732</id><published>2005-05-23T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:55:31.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesak Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vesak Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some worked (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;double pay!&lt;/span&gt;). Some slacked at home. Some went out. Some slept the whole day away.&lt;br /&gt;Which do you belong to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went "tomb sweeping" this morning. Roads where damn bare. Where's everyone?? First destination - &lt;strong&gt;Mt Vernon&lt;/strong&gt;. The usual rites for my maternal grandparents. The weather was merciless. *sweats* (literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to &lt;strong&gt;Mandai Colombarium&lt;/strong&gt;. 2nd round of rites for my paternal grandparents. I kinda like that place. It's so huge and white and new... i think my grandparents should be quite peaceful staying there! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Wandered around looking at the various slabs, each telling a different story. It's really fascinating. Yet, i can't help but feel that life is indeed too unpredictable and vulnerable. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;みんな!&lt;/span&gt; We're given the chance to live, so we must &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cherish every moment&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;live life to the fullest&lt;/span&gt; k! Yeah.. sounds cliche but you can't deny the truth in it eh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extremely noob look after ROSE reset. Wahaha.. kinda like my new character! It's so much stronger than the first one. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/noob%20look%20@%2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/noob%20look%20%40%2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ Level 16 @ Outskirts of Zant. Finally gotten crystal key! ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111684273469627732?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111684273469627732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111684273469627732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111684273469627732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111684273469627732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/vesak-day.html' title='Vesak Day'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111603898178399050</id><published>2005-05-14T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T11:10:09.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AF over n done with</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Pic15(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Pic15%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking so bored ya?&lt;br /&gt;That's cos AF exam is the next day!&lt;br /&gt;And by &lt;em&gt;sheer&lt;/em&gt; luck or wat.. it falls on &lt;strong&gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/strong&gt;!! O_o&lt;br /&gt;Lolz. Not &lt;em&gt;pangtang&lt;/em&gt; or wat &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. Believe me, i actually like 13th Fri! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a day where &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Neko Hime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cat princess)&lt;/span&gt; me, will send out all &lt;u&gt;black&lt;/u&gt; cats. So if you happen to see a &lt;u&gt;black&lt;/u&gt; cat crossing your path, it's me saying "Hey! Bad luck dude!" =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Prepare%20AF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Prepare%20AF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ever so messy desk. Plagued with notes of all sorts. And sweets leftover from Valentine's Day. But don't really like sweets.. prefer &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;chocs&lt;/span&gt;! Muahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;p.s Hey isn't that Li's letter in the background??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix. Think my &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; for this paper is gone. =(&lt;br /&gt;But if get above 55, it'll be an overall &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;! *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time falling to sleep the night before.&lt;br /&gt;After exam already brain-dead but still went swimming. Nice swim!&lt;br /&gt;Went Changi V for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;em&gt;bapoks&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111603898178399050?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111603898178399050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111603898178399050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111603898178399050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111603898178399050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/af-over-n-done-with.html' title='AF over n done with'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111561335349947022</id><published>2005-05-09T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:35:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams sux</title><content type='html'>Wad... this kinda sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; is having hols except me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings. Holidays. Meet-ups. Work. Alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do any of the above cos my exams stretches over a period of &lt;strong&gt;1 month&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now i dunno to cry or laugh at that.&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, i have ample time to prepare. On the other, i've gotta sacrifice time with my friends. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really felt i was missing out much till today i guess. Belle told me about er ma planning our &lt;strong&gt;JC gathering&lt;/strong&gt; - 20th May: Star Wars Premiere. Can't really afford to spend a day out cos i really need that 20day span to pia for my BORA which i'm like toally clueless since day1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;. Can't enjoy the hols with dear. And juz when my hols start, he's gonna end. And so, he's been working during this period. Haix. I feel so bad not being able to be there with him... there's so much things i wanna do! Like go learn diving or fly somewhere for a short escapade. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet-ups&lt;/strong&gt;. Miss my girlfriends! Miss our lameness n jokes n such. By the time my exams end, jan gg back sch; Rui's attachment starts. Argh. And i want go clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;. Gotta apply for temp jobs. But no time to go look for one. Mom actually managed to find a temp job for me at some international bank. Forgot the name. Will send my CV after exams. I NEED MONEY FOR THE HOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alumni&lt;/strong&gt;. Intesive prac in month of may to prepare for concert in june. Luckily xu guang told me it's postphoned to august. Yay! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i guess he's off in HK now. *envy*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so... everything gotta be put on hold till after the much dreaded exams. Or rather, much "anticipated". Anticipated-to-be-over-soon. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111561335349947022?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111561335349947022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111561335349947022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111561335349947022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111561335349947022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/exams-sux.html' title='exams sux'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111554628757213535</id><published>2005-05-08T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:00:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"In many ways, there could be quite a turning point for you right now. Whatever your current worries are, you realise that action is needed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds true.&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday Times horoscope never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;If mine is true, i've got alot to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache.&lt;br /&gt;And dizzy spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111554628757213535?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111554628757213535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111554628757213535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111554628757213535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111554628757213535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/horoscope.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111539504433478000</id><published>2005-05-06T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:03:37.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping spree!</title><content type='html'>Celebrated &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt; today. Cos nobody is free over the wkend. Went to a traditional jap restaurant at Cuppage Plaza to eat. Hmm.. somehow it wasn't as delicious as the last time. =/ But it was still nice. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna celebrate again tml. With another &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(soon to be) &lt;/span&gt;mother &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in-law)&lt;/span&gt;. WAHAH! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time shopping alone at Orchard aft school. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had to wait for family to come&lt;/span&gt;) Saw alot of nice clothes i wanted to buy! But dunno y smth stopped me. So much for retail therapy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a nice bag at &lt;strong&gt;Zara&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Saw a nice turqoise ruffled skirt at &lt;strong&gt;Forever21&lt;/strong&gt;. But couldn't be bothered to try. I think they can rename their shop - Forever Messy. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a really nice necklace at &lt;strong&gt;Swarkovski&lt;/strong&gt;. O_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Pic17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Pic17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Mango&lt;/strong&gt; tube top only..... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! So nice can.... but i think my dear will kill me if i wear that out. Ok.. so maybe my boobs ain't that big but hey! It was a freaking &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm a freakin &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt; size. I'm not NATALIE ok. Haiz.. maybe i dunno how to wear ba. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How difficult can wearing a tube be?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit.. it &lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt; kinda loose. Oh well, it had to go... &lt;em&gt;awww&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why lately kinda into turqoise and white. Perhaps it reminds me of the vast ocean=beach=holiday=relax=away from exams. Ok. Now i noe y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left foot had to cramp on me. &lt;strong&gt;WTH&lt;/strong&gt;. Like cramp at the flat of ur feet leh. So painful! But my treshold of pain is power k. So juz continue walking down Orchard Rd, limping alittle. Till i reached the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din manage to get my Prescriptives compact refill. Out of stock. Had to put me on waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;And that irritating-moron-of-an-asshole &lt;strong&gt;Steven Lim&lt;/strong&gt; had to approach me outside CK Tang for eyebrow trimming. Like i dunno who is he. Juz quickly&lt;em&gt; zao&lt;/em&gt; before he could utter a single word. Do my eyebrows look like they need u??? Bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, the only stuff i bought was.. stationary for my exams. -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml watching &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kingdom of Heaven&lt;/span&gt; with dear aft school! ^^ Hope it doesn't rain like tday. Pls pls pls! *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/Pic16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/Pic16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A bird's nest on my bougainvilla!! Since it wasn't in my garden n exposed outside, Dad decided to make it more discrete to passer-bys by using some foilage to cover it. Sure it helps?! ^^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111539504433478000?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111539504433478000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111539504433478000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111539504433478000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111539504433478000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/shopping-spree.html' title='shopping spree!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111531335341921425</id><published>2005-05-05T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:06:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my one and only shuai ge</title><content type='html'>Have i ever mention there's only &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; guy on this planet that can sweep me off my feet and make me melt into a pool of goo? (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha.. goo sounds so disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in neatly pressed shirt and pants, he simply looks so &lt;strong&gt;dashing&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;suave&lt;/strong&gt; in formal wear. Gosh... (*__*) *bling bling bling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's none other than my &lt;strong&gt;deardear&lt;/strong&gt;!! Heee...... (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone is so in love huh?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh... can't help but to self-indulge for a moment. =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he's not &lt;em&gt;shuai&lt;/em&gt; in his normal clothes lah, but he juz looks so different! Like.. so grown up and part of the working class. No wonder 俗语说： 人要衣装，佛要金装. I wonder how i'll look in formal clothes?? I absolutely have &lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt; formal clothes in my wardrobe. Oops! How to work part time in bank? Sheesh. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;((makes mental note to shopping list))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, except for that G2000 shirt i bought for concert few yrs ago and some knee length skirt, i'm totally not ready for work. HAHA! =_=  Anw, I aspire to be a "Raffles Place gal" and not a "Shenton Way gal". If you read the newspaper sometime ago, u'd get wat i mean. -winkZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fren going hols this mon. HONGKONG! Argh... so nice~! And he offered to get me some &lt;em&gt;lao po bing&lt;/em&gt;. Hehe.. but dun wan &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. So &lt;em&gt;mafan&lt;/em&gt; for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where's my hols?!?! *wails*&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/7090913-111531335341921425?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111531335341921425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111531335341921425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111531335341921425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111531335341921425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-one-and-only-shuai-ge.html' title='my one and only shuai ge'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111513494278422775</id><published>2005-05-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:42:22.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Li~! I just received your letter tday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;うれしい~~~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also... i went &lt;strong&gt;swimming&lt;/strong&gt; today! Wee~! Been cooped up at home these past few weeks, mugging like never before. Even a computer addict like me managed to abstain from the net for __ days (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i lost count&lt;/span&gt;) without going into fits of spasm. Wow.. impressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going bonkers soon! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since i last swam. Kinda excited about it. Hehe. But water traps heat. Hence even on a hot day like tday, the pool was like suana. -__-;; So much for a nice cool dip. Did 7 laps and called it a day. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh.. my freestyle still kinda cmi. T^T&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, both of my arms are like lead now. Must be too long never exercise &lt;em&gt;liaoz&lt;/em&gt;. Haix! I wan my &lt;strong&gt;bball and badminton sessions&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, made me thought of my &lt;strong&gt;pre-A&lt;/strong&gt;s exam break. Where me n li would meet up at tampines for morning swim, laze around till noon. Sometimes we'll see frens there. Then off for lunch, pool @ pavilion &lt;u&gt;THEN&lt;/u&gt; go study. Haha.. quite fun. Nowadays also not much happening things. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, how come only 2 of us? Why didn't we ask the rest too? *scratch head* Maybe 2 pple easier to coordinate ba? Still rem that time i rush like siao cos i thought i was late. In the end when i reached and you were nowhere in sight, u msged to say you overslept and asked me to swim first. LOL! ( 我会记住的！*奸笑*）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. feels good after a good swim. 気持ち!! ^^ But can't swim too often cos chlorine will spoil my hair. What to do? Vain pot sia... =( Speaking about vain, i've got a huge pimple smacked right infront of my forehead. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like &lt;em&gt;ah pu neh&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;) Haix.. must be damn stressed ah? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Yaya n Rui ending exams this wk. In fact, Yaya's last paper is tml. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TML!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gosh.. so nice! And she's flying off to &lt;strong&gt;Melbourne&lt;/strong&gt; the very same night. WOW. Happening huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy urself gal~~ *waves hankie*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111513494278422775?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111513494278422775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111513494278422775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111513494278422775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111513494278422775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/05/swimming.html' title='swimming'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111470125343991628</id><published>2005-04-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T23:14:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis Khoo! Hana!!</title><content type='html'>噓..... (東張西望）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天在學校看到...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“古天樂”！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（花痴）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經大概有半年沒在學院裏踫到他了。^^ 差點都把這號人物給忘了。（汗）&lt;br /&gt;他依然和往常一樣 — 那焦黑的皮膚；一幅坏男孩的樣貌。酷必了！&lt;br /&gt;（男人不坏，女人不愛？-_-;;）&lt;br /&gt;哈！可能就是見面次數太少了，偶然的相遇才會顯得特別... hana 吧！&lt;br /&gt;（語無倫次）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天等 dear 下班后去吃&lt;strong&gt;鼎泰丰&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;但欲望卻和食欲不吻合。（汗）&lt;br /&gt;無法好好的享受美食。 唉！真浪費...&lt;br /&gt;Gastric flu 又在搞鬼吧。還真是掃興嘞！&lt;br /&gt;我懷疑是 teabreak 時吃了那 samosa 的關係。*pui*&lt;br /&gt;還我一直肚子不舒服，想作嘔。難受！！ (T^T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天又早課。&lt;br /&gt;累人啊！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111470125343991628?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111470125343991628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111470125343991628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111470125343991628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111470125343991628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/louis-khoo-hana.html' title='Louis Khoo! Hana!!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111459325887485519</id><published>2005-04-27T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T17:15:11.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird blogging in sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=left&gt;Been in sch for the past &lt;strong&gt;8hrs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*note: i seldom stay in sch more than 3hrs &lt;em&gt;wor&lt;/em&gt;! Unless got class &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had marketing revision class from 9-12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;Was told i looked shagged today. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my objective to come school looking like a zombie k.&lt;br /&gt;Must be too long never wake up so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of my day in the library.&lt;br /&gt;Was lucky to be able to get a &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; seat. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't join peiying n kenneth cos they've decided to sit outside some LT.&lt;br /&gt;No aircon &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. Can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to complete &lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8 - Marketing Communications&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keyword: TRYING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yeah right. Trying to combat sleep huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha.. Was told to place more emphasis on Sales promo + Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway done!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;((jia you~~))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. how come i'm blogging like this ah?&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Abit listless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dadidum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah.&lt;br /&gt;Done with procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;Back to studies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111459325887485519?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111459325887485519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111459325887485519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111459325887485519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111459325887485519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/weird-blogging-in-sch.html' title='weird blogging in sch'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111450203288958279</id><published>2005-04-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T16:22:03.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot tue afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's so freaking hot. FREAKING HOT i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArgH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should juz leave my air-con on 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really bored... so post up some random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/640/sp82_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/sp82_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[i miss my SP-ing days with frens...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/IMG_1136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/280/996/320/IMG_1136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Cutie PiE~!~! Doesn't she looks like a &lt;strong&gt;seal&lt;/strong&gt;?? Muahahaha...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111450203288958279?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111450203288958279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111450203288958279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111450203288958279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111450203288958279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/hot-tue-afternoon.html' title='hot tue afternoon'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111443040847839273</id><published>2005-04-25T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:00:08.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese song lyrics</title><content type='html'>你知道我是谁吗？&lt;br /&gt;我想... 你这辈子都不会知道&lt;br /&gt;在这庞大的世界里，&lt;br /&gt;竟然会有这位无名小卒&lt;br /&gt;默默地为你祈祷着&lt;br /&gt;希望你天天都很开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友都觉得我好傻&lt;br /&gt;为何自讨苦吃。&lt;br /&gt;为了一个连名字都不知的人&lt;br /&gt;念念不忘。&lt;br /&gt;但我何尝没去尝试过？&lt;br /&gt;从那天第一次和你相遇&lt;br /&gt;我以坠入无底洞。&lt;br /&gt;无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的存在并不重要&lt;br /&gt;只要天天能看到你灿烂的笑容；&lt;br /&gt;那迷人的双眼；&lt;br /&gt;感觉你的气息&lt;br /&gt;我就感到很幸福了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((not following the song liao.. ^^;;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这天，我鼓起了勇气&lt;br /&gt;要想你告白：&lt;br /&gt;“我爱你！”&lt;br /&gt;想象着你漂亮的脸孔&lt;br /&gt;流露出丝丝的微笑&lt;br /&gt;接受了我的诚意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但一切的一切 都来得太迟了&lt;br /&gt;躺在马路上&lt;br /&gt;四肢都动弹不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好冷啊！&lt;br /&gt;多期望你能在这一刻&lt;br /&gt;拥抱着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但这是不可能的。&lt;br /&gt;因为你始终还是不知道&lt;br /&gt;我的名字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是在很多年前 J2时，in conjunction with 神话的某一首歌写的。不记得哪一首歌... 但应该是 6th album 的吧！（汗）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111443040847839273?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111443040847839273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111443040847839273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111443040847839273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111443040847839273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/chinese-song-lyrics.html' title='Chinese song lyrics'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111435567371322067</id><published>2005-04-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:14:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tasteless</title><content type='html'>I can't taste a freaking sh*t of my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a wad of cotton wool in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;My tongue is numb.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the mouthwash prescribed by my dentist.&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my gums, &lt;strong&gt;i shall perservere&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;ArgH~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111435567371322067?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111435567371322067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111435567371322067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111435567371322067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111435567371322067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/tasteless.html' title='tasteless'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111428137163765598</id><published>2005-04-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:15:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>durianZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate durians last night!! ^_________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been like ages since i last ate a &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; durian! Was mentioning to dear a few days ago after vonlin n ps went geylang to eat (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who ended up eating 油条大王 instead&lt;/span&gt;). And he decided that friday was da night! Hee.. so sweet~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday had been a v sianx day. Cos had night lessons.. yawn. And durian was the only thing keeping me alive. Whahaa.. thnx to ps who drove us down, dear dun hafta come all the way to clementi to pick us up. &lt;strong&gt;Thnx&lt;/strong&gt; for the ride again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, met them at the dim sum stall. Ayc, zhenzhu, ivy, liling n jiawen. Haha.. was expecting more?? Ordered quite a spread. Had our fav - tofu with prawn thingy. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YuMz&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;$50&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to &lt;strong&gt;EAT &lt;em&gt;LIU LIAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Coincidentally, it was the same stall ps they all went before. Ordered 2 "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;红虾&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wonder why this name!?&lt;/span&gt;) which is really nice! 3 normal ones ($20) and a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D24&lt;/span&gt;, which most thought tasted weird (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peppermint-y?&lt;/span&gt;). Hmm.. i thought it was different from the rest but nice! Not too sickeningly sweet. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YuMz&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;$50&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich the gals dun feel like gg home. So after dropping liling off at amk, we headed to Changi V to catch some hot chicks. LOLZ~~ Not many on a friday night tho. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most got picked up?!&lt;/span&gt;) Then saw these 2 v chio ones.... (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;羡慕?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tday woke up damn early. &lt;strong&gt;10am&lt;/strong&gt;. Considering how late i've slept. Dental appointment at 11. -yawnZ. Thought i can sleep in the car but &lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt;. Mom n i gotta take train all the way to Chinatown cos dad gg marketing. Bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some &lt;em&gt;ah bengs&lt;/em&gt; on the train. Grow up &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. So noisy. Dental was painful. But brought good news. ^^ Parted with mom and headed bedok. Saw &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt; i think i &lt;strong&gt;shouldn't see&lt;/strong&gt;. X_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met dear. Wanted to eat 乐乐串 but it had to close tday. wth. So we headed to eat 五星级鸡饭. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YuMz&lt;/span&gt;~ Walked around at Parkway and got dear hooked to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Rotiboy&lt;/span&gt;. C'mon.. wat's Paparoti man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[[ H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;! ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s I think SOMEONE is gonna be v gian to eat durians n chicken rice n dim sums. Oops! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111428137163765598?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111428137163765598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111428137163765598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111428137163765598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111428137163765598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/durianz_23.html' title='durianZ!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111397646174189142</id><published>2005-04-20T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T13:55:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deactivate cookies???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't tag!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't reply, i can't tag others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T^T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can someone tell me HTH (how the hell) to "&lt;strong&gt;deactivate cookies&lt;/strong&gt;"???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- LOST --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111397646174189142?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111397646174189142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111397646174189142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111397646174189142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111397646174189142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/deactivate-cookies.html' title='deactivate cookies???'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111373027471968720</id><published>2005-04-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T17:33:40.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan here i come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i just received news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GOING 日本!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 wk in 北海道, another week in 東京!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;わ..... あ~~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;本当に, 本当に &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;激高&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;嬉しい ね~~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s Just too bad i ain't going the same time as Li-san!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111373027471968720?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111373027471968720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111373027471968720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111373027471968720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111373027471968720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/japan-here-i-come.html' title='Japan here i come!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111372073019192405</id><published>2005-04-17T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T14:56:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog issues again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Times report : Scholar gets under fire for racist blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf?!? Surely he only meant it as a harmless jest. Why do people like to take it so seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*scratch head*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From this (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and many other issues&lt;/span&gt;), i can conclude that &lt;u&gt;SOME&lt;/u&gt; online forum community users are a bunch of &lt;em&gt;bo liao&lt;/em&gt; pple who got nothing better to do but slouch infront of their computers eating chips/picking their noses/scratching their butt/waiting for porn to dl finish/nobody to ask them out, THEREFORE, gotta dig out stuffs and &lt;em&gt;ah-hem&lt;/em&gt;, discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to think &lt;strong&gt;trice&lt;/strong&gt; about writing this right? &lt;em&gt;Sekali&lt;/em&gt; my blog &lt;em&gt;kanna&lt;/em&gt; caught and gets slammed as well. Then i'd be published in the newspaper for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"insulting the &lt;strong&gt;intelligence&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;integrity&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strike&gt;computer geeks&lt;/strike&gt; beings which possess much more sophisticated understanding of highly complex intellectual mechanism"&lt;/span&gt; and get famous. Perhaps i can consider generating some tabloids while i'm at it. Churn out some merchandise and franchise my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"101 Ways To Make Your Blog Stand (Out)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#01: Be racist...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepz.. and be as famous as Singapore No.1 Blogger, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;XiaXue&lt;/span&gt;. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno who's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;? Boy.. bloggers, you ought to be ashamed of urself! *tsk tsk* She's my idol alright. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah baby&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;Hi, My name is Wendy. Please click me! =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... how crappy can i get on Sunday afternoons. Yawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in future, should i rant abt MLZs/MLGs, IDRs or PRCs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL NOT GET SLAMMED&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/7090913-111372073019192405?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111372073019192405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111372073019192405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111372073019192405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111372073019192405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-issues-again.html' title='blog issues again?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111353700173346927</id><published>2005-04-15T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T11:50:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl in the mirror</title><content type='html'>She looked into the mirror and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;But the girl inside just stared back blankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled harder.&lt;br /&gt;The corners of her mouth rose upwards in an awkward manner.&lt;br /&gt;She was almost cringing.&lt;br /&gt;The girl inside remained emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes were hollow.&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are you doing this to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought.&lt;br /&gt;She was getting desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart pumped loudly against her ribcage.&lt;br /&gt;Anger rose within her; Boiling. Like magma.&lt;br /&gt;Furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She clenched her fist so hard her knuckles turned white.&lt;br /&gt;And gave the girl inside a taste of her own medicine.&lt;br /&gt;But the girl inside didn't retaliate. She didn't even flinch.&lt;br /&gt;She just looked on expressionlessly. Observing. Wondering. Mocking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass broke into zillions of tiny smitherens.&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;With trembling hands, she picked up a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, the girl inside looked different.&lt;br /&gt;Her face was distorted.&lt;br /&gt;She looked horrific.&lt;br /&gt;But her eyes remained cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why won't you go away? Please... go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her palm closed tightly upon the glass, as if squeezing the last breath out of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;Her vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Her palm felt nauseatingly sticky.&lt;br /&gt;Looking down, she realised the girl had indeed disappeared amongst the sea of red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took her a moment to feel the pain searing through her heart,&lt;br /&gt;Coursing through her veins.&lt;br /&gt;Tearing her apart.&lt;br /&gt;She looked down once more.&lt;br /&gt;Her face twisted in horror to see the accusatory stares from the very same girl.&lt;br /&gt;Only this time, there was not one. But zillions of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, their mouths moved. In unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where they saying something? What were they saying?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't hear a thing.&lt;br /&gt;The silence was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stumbled back. Grasping for support.&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't tear her eyes away from the girl inside.&lt;br /&gt;The girls inside stared back like they always do. Their mouths moving at a growing speed.&lt;br /&gt;There was a rhythm to it.&lt;br /&gt;It was hypnotising.&lt;br /&gt;She was struggling to decipher their message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a tiny glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;Of the split second of pain reflected in the eyes of the girl&lt;br /&gt;Before she felt the floor rising up to meet her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111353700173346927?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111353700173346927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111353700173346927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111353700173346927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111353700173346927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/girl-in-mirror.html' title='the girl in the mirror'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111319909225639341</id><published>2005-04-11T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T13:59:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rainy condolence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Rain drops are falling on my head~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The tiny droplets seem to gently fall and cascade upon our cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We bare our souls on this very day. Arms wide open. It takes courage.. to make the very first step. It may just be a tiny little step forward. But it's a progress nontheless. How many are able to bring this foot forward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The sun seeks refuge behind the silver lining of the clouds. It has wept. And may weep once again. Choking back tears, it takes a moment of silence. A form of respect for your departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dedicated to people who have found peace this very day. Especially to Yaya's family, may you find strength from deep within and live life to the fullest.&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/7090913-111319909225639341?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111319909225639341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111319909225639341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111319909225639341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111319909225639341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/rainy-condolence.html' title='A rainy condolence'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111310401426826705</id><published>2005-04-10T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:57:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday again?</title><content type='html'>Juz read on &lt;strong&gt;Sunday Times&lt;/strong&gt;. There's this guy who declared his love for a girl during lecture by presenting her a bouquet of red and orange hibiscus. It happened in &lt;strong&gt;NUS&lt;/strong&gt; on 28 March and apparantly, the video that captured this whole episode was spreading like wildfire within s'pore and even across international boundaries. Such that even Americans and Africans were tagging the girl's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a &lt;strong&gt;freak&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean the guy. Come on, they're not even like &lt;em&gt;going-to-be-together&lt;/em&gt; or something. And it's not like the guy is super dashing and suave like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt; to be able to sweep you off ur feet by juz a mere smile and wink. Ok.. this part is crap. I have no idea what the guy looks like. =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, judging by wat i juz wrote, u shd've guessed as much it was very much a complete flop. Destroying his last shred of hope by doing such stunt, he had left the girl utterly "traumatised" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as quoted from her blog&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freako. Idiot. To me, it's nowhere even near to the word "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt;". More like "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;notice the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; colour&lt;/span&gt;). Am i making such a big fuss too? (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like the protoganist?&lt;/span&gt;) Unless they're a couple or are deeply in love.. otherwise, i think this social gesture is totally unacceptable to me. No way. Never. Uh-uh. Yuck. &lt;em&gt;Pui&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. Saw yaya online and we've decided to meet up later. Haha.. another excuse not to study. =Pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111310401426826705?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111310401426826705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111310401426826705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111310401426826705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111310401426826705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunday-again.html' title='sunday again?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111294035637021432</id><published>2005-04-08T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T14:05:56.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mission : saved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;見て 見て!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My skin is back! Whahaa.. thanks to Jan who saved my day. ^^ Managed to host the pic and adjust the pic. Now it's looking as new as ever. Wahaha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i woke up feeling fresh like never before. I survived the 4-day ordeal. Congratulate me! ^^ Muahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be out soon. Meeting jan n gean. Then gg &lt;strong&gt;Fullerton&lt;/strong&gt; for seafood buffet with my family. Dad's colleugue immigrating to UK so the big treat! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tml &lt;u&gt;FINALLY&lt;/u&gt; can see my dear dear! After 1 wk is like almost as torturous as my 4-day ordeal. He's cancelling schedule so he can come over my hse for steamboat tml night with my relatives. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you haven't already noticed. This is such a happy entry. So don't. DON'T even try to spoil my wkend. =P So looking forward~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111294035637021432?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111294035637021432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111294035637021432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111294035637021432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111294035637021432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/mission-saved.html' title='mission : saved!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111279625661944769</id><published>2005-04-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:04:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complaints</title><content type='html'>So many freaking things i'm unhappy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTF HAPPENED TO MY SKIN&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah.. i noe bandwith exceeded but still..&lt;/span&gt;) It's looking so terrible. Regret not hosting the pics myself. Now wat? Change skin? Even i can't be bothered to blog. Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Great. I juz totally forgotten the rest of my compaints. Geez~ Believe me. I've already spent the past &lt;strong&gt;5min&lt;/strong&gt; racking my brains furiously to recall what i was gonna say. Apparantly and quite obviously, my brain cells just died without a single trace. Not even a single hint. How helpful huh. O_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived the &lt;strong&gt;3rd&lt;/strong&gt; day of my &lt;strong&gt;4-day&lt;/strong&gt; torture. Yay. The last 45min of lecture, Daniel Lewis's words no longer makes sense. I was struggling to comprehend his distinctive London accent. It wasn't his words. It was his content. Fark marginal costing vs absorption costing &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Scooby&lt;/span&gt; dog day. I forgot the name of the cartoon character Robin Hewins resemble. It's from a very old cartoon and he looked like that papa dog. But let's juz call him &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Scooby&lt;/span&gt; for now. Anw both characters are dogs. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my MM mock paper ytday. What a surprise! It was surprisingly &lt;em&gt;waay&lt;/em&gt; above the average Robin mentioned. It wasn't well done by hey.. 2days of studying and it was more than a pass. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misss ya sooooooooo much.............. it's been 4days. 3 more days to go.................... zzzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111279625661944769?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111279625661944769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111279625661944769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111279625661944769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111279625661944769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/complaints.html' title='complaints'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111250807119184206</id><published>2005-04-03T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:01:11.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian-sational sunday</title><content type='html'>Sian-sational Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are u freakin bent on irritating me and spoiling my day??? Yes you. The one which secretes enzymes to digest and break down our food for absorption. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning i woke up in pain. Thanks to you. &gt;.&lt;# Afterwhich i accompanied my parents to Mt Vernon to offer my prayers to my grandparents. As usual, it was a bleary and wet morning. Perhaps it was the smoke and all, it got worse and i even felt nausea. Stomach flu? Not sure. It's been such a norm i'm getting used to this kinda torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the verge of puking in the car. Feeling damn sick and tired. &lt;u&gt;But i can't&lt;/u&gt;!!! I must be &lt;strong&gt;genki&lt;/strong&gt;! Cos i have a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;movie date&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dinner date&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;party date&lt;/span&gt;. If i gave in, i'll be turning down 5 pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reached home, i was ready to give up the movie date with yaya n jan. However, by sheer miracle of the charcoal pills and vomit medicine (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frm last time&lt;/span&gt;), i was rejuvenated with new energy! Muahahaha... so happy can. Quickly went to bathe n meet them for Ms Congeniality @ Bugis. What sia... that movie&lt;strong&gt; sux&lt;/strong&gt;. Totally wasted our $8.50. No wonder the reviews gave only 2 pathetic stars. Bahz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack ard abit before 3 of us headed off to different bday parties. Met dear at cityhall to go marina bay for bao liang's bday. Wad... his gf really nice to treat us all. That makes a whopping &lt;strong&gt;$228&lt;/strong&gt; + swensen ice-cream cake. Din eat much. Din even touch the crab. Prob due to all the bbq during this period. Which made me wonder, how i survived Januarary with &lt;strong&gt;3 bbqs in a short of 5 days&lt;/strong&gt;??  I must be a freak man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw the cake was really really nice. Feeling v full le. The rest wanted to go PartyWorld so we decided to leave for WW party at tr. I wonder how i still managed to stuff more food down myself. *amazed* Party was boring. Prob i was v tired already. Din have much sleep the  night before. Heartwarming scene with the 4 lovebirds. Hehe... so cute!! Happy for them. ^^ Drank abit. Vodka Ribena. Smiroff vodka q nice! The rest whiskey i dun like. Left at 1am+ with cy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit dreamland the moment i touched my pillows. Yes. I was that tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home alone now. Supposed to study. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes yes.. i will!&lt;/span&gt;) Stupid com cannot on. Cannot play rose. No lunch. No dinner. Bro gonna &lt;em&gt;ta bao&lt;/em&gt; hokkien mee for me. But that's 1 more hr later. zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111250807119184206?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111250807119184206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111250807119184206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111250807119184206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111250807119184206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/sian-sational-sunday.html' title='sian-sational sunday'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111236980543988872</id><published>2005-04-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:36:45.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backkk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ただ今~!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.. finally back from chalet. For a moment.. there goes another wk. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1 wk closer to exam! 1 wk less to study! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson learnt #01 :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go chalet can only bbq&lt;/strong&gt;. Cos the rest of the food sux. The downtown east foodcourt sux. The loyang point foodcourt also sux. wth. Blehz~ Thurs night bbq was the best dinner out of the 3days there. First time ate chez prawns. Omg.. DAMN NICE!! And the honey-glazed &lt;em&gt;ba yi&lt;/em&gt;. No more stingray left for me tho. T^T Wanted to &lt;em&gt;peng&lt;/em&gt; marshmellow. Not to eat. Juz for the fun of it. But doing it alone no kick. Sianz. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dammit. I got craving for it now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime bbq i sure end up cooking. So this time i decided to sit back n relax... but alas. Dunno why i ended up &lt;em&gt;peng tang-ing&lt;/em&gt; the remaining food with chen yang. Haha.. so fun to bbq wad. I used to be those girls who'll &lt;em&gt;kope&lt;/em&gt; the food and go back to the room to watch tv. Since when my "cooking instincts" started to show?? *shudders* Cooking is still not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson learnt #02:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never never EVER buy corn from Shing Song ever&lt;/strong&gt;. 2 times already. And the corn, as usual, turned out dry and non sweet. Haix. Sadz. I don't particularly love corn &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my ice kachang cannot have corn)&lt;/span&gt; but juz love to munch on it. Row by row. Bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich the guys played poker and the forfeit went from vodka sprite &gt;&gt; vodka shot  &gt;&gt; Bailey's on the rocks &gt;&gt; a disgusting mixture of the remaining alcohol sizzling with crispy Lay's Original. How appetizing. O_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall quite fun lah. Din get to skate cos the weather had been wet. My mahjong skills improved a wee bit! *happy* 2nd time i play after i learnt and i managed to do a "&lt;em&gt;qi dui zi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(7 pair)&lt;/span&gt; +&lt;em&gt; zi muo&lt;/em&gt;" ^^ Even did abit of MM revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml another round of steamboat bbq. -__-;; Dunno if going tr for party. Ah wan going back malacca. Nx wk is damn packed till friday! Gosh. I hope i'll survive this ordeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111236980543988872?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111236980543988872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111236980543988872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111236980543988872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111236980543988872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/04/backkk.html' title='backkk..'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111207087737575706</id><published>2005-03-29T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T12:42:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last entry till fri</title><content type='html'>wtf. My entry juz got erased due to some internal error of blogspot. U freakin idiot!!! &gt;.&lt;# Hahz... Juz packed finished for our &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; chalet. For a moment, i've nv been away for a chalet this long!! Till fri morn k! O_o Brought my skates.. hope dun rain. Still pondering of bringing my MM to study. Maximise time? Hope i won't die of boredom. Cos afterall it's not my chalet. I prob dun noe half the ppl who're going. *thoughtful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEWS FLASH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is TR really a SDU in disguise? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more couples spotted! That'll make the 4th n 5th couple getting together due to TR since 2003. Love is in the air~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My "sister" called me the night before. Dunno why i answered. Cos i've been &lt;strike&gt;avoiding&lt;/strike&gt; missing his calls for quite awhile le. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiues~ Won't be in contact with the computer till fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*goes into fit of spasm*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111207087737575706?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111207087737575706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111207087737575706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111207087737575706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111207087737575706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-entry-till-fri.html' title='last entry till fri'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111158778555064250</id><published>2005-03-23T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:38:05.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>near yet so far...</title><content type='html'>You're so near... yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You, you and you. Even you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;暗い気持になる...&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/7090913-111158778555064250?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111158778555064250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111158778555064250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111158778555064250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111158778555064250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/near-yet-so-far.html' title='near yet so far...'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111149347484163758</id><published>2005-03-22T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:11:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free chalets!</title><content type='html'>I'm on tv again!! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the 6.30pm news juz now&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. technically correct but can't really see us &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scope. Lance read on the newspaper that Costa Sands are providing &lt;strong&gt;500&lt;/strong&gt; slots of chalet booking for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the whole of next wk. In addition, you get $1 (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;) voucher for booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;u: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That was my reaction too. Haha.. So in the end he rounded up some friends to queue overnight and study their FOI paper on thurs. Surprisingly, not many pple were there when we started queueing at 10pm. We're at the top 10%! Not bad.. the queue took place in an event tent with blasting aircon and XBox consoles. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Considering i was expecting grass, concrete and open air...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the kpo me, i tagged along and stayed till 11.20pm before dear shoo-ed me home. T^T Speed all the way home within 15min. Damn &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt; k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their efforts paid off! We got the dates we wanted. With &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; chalets stretching a &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; day period. &lt;strong&gt;F R E E&lt;/strong&gt;. Eat ur hearts out &lt;em&gt;ba&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut hair ytday! Sniped off my (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;) split ends. Gotta wait awhile before it grows back to the &lt;em&gt;looong&lt;/em&gt; length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went &lt;strong&gt;Adam Rd&lt;/strong&gt; food centre for the famous &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt; during break. Abit rush ah. No parking! So VonLin n Peiying went to buy food first. Found a slot by the rd though. But it's &lt;strong&gt;parallel&lt;/strong&gt;. And it's so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Joel went down to help me. So did the 2 uncles who parked behind my space. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Double argh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Yah lah&lt;/em&gt;, they were nice to help but getting directions fr &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; pple (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who to follow?&lt;/span&gt;), cars waiting to pass, lack of prac, of cos i'll become &lt;em&gt;kan chiong&lt;/em&gt; spider and screw up - relying on others' help rather then own instincts. I hate! Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end managed to get it done lah. Then Joel pointed out. Maybe cos i'm a girl. Plus I still have my P plate (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my bro's one ok! *protest*&lt;/span&gt;), which made the uncles to exhibit their err.. &lt;em&gt;"male instincts of chivalry-ness"&lt;/em&gt;. If it were him, they wouldn't have given a damn. And might even be waiting for him to &lt;em&gt;langa&lt;/em&gt; into their car so they can demand compensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-___-;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx ah Joel. I dunno to laugh or cry at that. Haha.. The &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; was nice! I liked the chilli. Sweet and not spicy. And the chin chow drink was a sight to behold. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aiyah.. shd have taken a pic&lt;/span&gt;) It was literally overflowing and spilling chin chow at the brim. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find these 2 days quite interesting. Was dying in lecture today. Haix. Shag. Bloated. Gg to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111149347484163758?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111149347484163758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111149347484163758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111149347484163758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111149347484163758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/free-chalets.html' title='Free chalets!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111132079394514140</id><published>2005-03-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T20:22:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat an idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why is it always him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't it me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about him is correct. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I put in effort to do stuffs and i don't even get appreciated. He doesn't bother. And he never gets the shit complaining from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why issit so unfair?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U dimwitted-moronic-supercalifragilisticexpialidocious-nincompoop!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IDIOT!!!!!!!!!! I hate u!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;はか!!!!!!!!!!&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/7090913-111132079394514140?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111132079394514140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111132079394514140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111132079394514140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111132079394514140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/wat-idiot.html' title='wat an idiot'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111108988347946932</id><published>2005-03-18T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T04:04:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s15!!</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. omg. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better write this before my laptop dies on me. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10%  only!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys. Remember that day, Rui's bday chalet at costa? Practically the whole S*5 was there! Jan u din see wrongly. That really was &lt;strong&gt;ge yao&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the pic. Even HE was there. &lt;strong&gt;Bo shi lian&lt;/strong&gt;!! Apparantly he nv go abroad &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. Who say one huh?? Argh.. how could i have missed it?? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I even noe who's bday they went for. Tho i dunno who the hell tt person is &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- utterly stunned at my prowress --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111108988347946932?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111108988347946932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111108988347946932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111108988347946932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111108988347946932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/s15_18.html' title='s15!!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111106693087681278</id><published>2005-03-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:49:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wan cut hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wan cut hair!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick. Who wants to cut hair too pls call me~! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. watching the 9pm drama. Scene is showing the gal upset about getting pregnant cos she dun wanna be an &lt;em&gt;auntie&lt;/em&gt;. Hmm.. issit really &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; bad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, that's part of the reason why Brad Pitt broke off with Jennifer Aniston too right? The golden couple of Hollywood separated cos one party values family more while the other values career more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a young mother. Partly cos of biological reasons, partly cos i dun wanna be taking care of kids when i've become an &lt;em&gt;obasan &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or i'll become an obasan when i hv kids?&lt;/span&gt;), partly cos i can retire earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha... i feel so weird blogging these. &lt;em&gt;Aiyah&lt;/em&gt;, i'm still so young now! Still not adult yet &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me enjoy this moment can? =p&lt;/span&gt;) Juz enjoy life first~~ Argh.. juz ignore this post &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, ok? ^^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111106693087681278?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111106693087681278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111106693087681278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111106693087681278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111106693087681278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wan-cut-hair.html' title='i wan cut hair'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111094398535819134</id><published>2005-03-16T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:10:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired. But i can't sleep. It's been like that for the past few days. I guess I'm suffering from &lt;strong&gt;insomnia&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had insomnia before. Now i noe how much it sux. My mind juz goes on and on... racing with thoughts. But my eyelids are heavy. -sighz. What's wrong with me?? Maybe i should go see a doc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened again last night (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or rather, this morn&lt;/span&gt;). So i decided to get up and let the power of lecture notes to hypnotise me to sleep. Hmm... pretty effective i must say. Hit the sacks at &lt;strong&gt;3.40am&lt;/strong&gt;. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up later at &lt;strong&gt;7.45am&lt;/strong&gt; to send my parents to work. Cos i'm driving to sch later in the evening for revision classes, hence it's only fair i send them. Gosh. Had a really nice sleep!! If only i wasn't interrupted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove like a zombie. Even drove on the wrong lane! But it was a small rd so doesn't matter lah. Oops. Managed to fall asleep when i reached home. But was woken up by my bro who wants me to send him to sch at &lt;strong&gt;12pm&lt;/strong&gt;. Haix. Another interruption. Did i ever mention i hate interruptions when i'm sleeping? Like phone rings, doorbells, drillings and what-nots. That's why the phone in my room is always unplugged. So whichever idiot calls at ungodly hrs of 8am gets no answer from me. Hah. Nothing shall be entertained till i'm wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps cos i'm a light sleeper. Just like my dad. Any little noise can wake me up. But thnx to that, i was actually alerted of a car burgler climbing into my house few yrs back. And apparantly, he had been into many other houses around my area. But that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had movie marathon ytday! Watched &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @ Lido with dear in the aftnoon. It was hilarious! There were those nitty gritty parts that were so quick, if u missed it, u missed the essence of it all. Like the &lt;em&gt;"honey, u missed the delivery"&lt;/em&gt; and the toilet signs in the Big Weld's office. Hah.. shall not be a spoiler here. So for those who haven't watch, notice these scenes! For those who watched, did u catch it? -grinz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went bugis to meet cy, ls and his fren to buy ls's mahjong set. The kind that dear has at home. Wow.. damn cool lor. Somemore not very ex also. Made me want a set too! ^^ And i shall get the wooden mahjong table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich they went for dinner and i took 7 to Cine to meet Yaya for &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Moment To Remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hah.. she arrived on the dot. But i was so full from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mos&lt;/span&gt; in the aftnoon, i wished could join her for dinner - Our usual, LJ in the cinema. =X I wished i was hungry cos it smelt so nice!! But dunno y damn bloated &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;.. to the extent of feeling uncomfortable. =/ Movie was a weepie. Not much plot but content q nice. Funny thing was, the 2 gals beside me were &lt;strong&gt;BAWLING&lt;/strong&gt;. omg. Get a grip. Actu the whole cinema was practically bawling. -__-"" The actor looked damn like Jang Hyuk!! &lt;em&gt;*hana*&lt;/em&gt; I wonder who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe wat we had at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mos&lt;/span&gt;? In addition to the normal set, dear bought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; fried mussels. WOW.. it's really nice i tell ya!! But kinda ex. And also the new cheesecake souffle. Nice!! Though i din like the coconut topping. Dun really like coconut-y stuffs. Dear so nice.. scrap off the coconut for me. ^^ First time eat till $20++ in a fast food restaurant. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Feeling sleepy.... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleepy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111094398535819134?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111094398535819134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111094398535819134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111094398535819134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111094398535819134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111077517587814441</id><published>2005-03-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T12:39:35.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the purpose of blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pour out my thoughts and feelings; To state my own opinions and ideas; To vent frustrations and emotions. It's juz a space to ramble and rant. So it's not supposed to be taken seriously. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are meant to be one-sided, selfish, critical, opinionated, &lt;strong&gt;SUBJECTIVE&lt;/strong&gt;. That's cos i'm not a reporter reporting on world happenings. It's not meant to be &lt;strong&gt;OBJECTIVE&lt;/strong&gt;. It's juz not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do i need to account for what i honestly feel and think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm not the only one reading it. Which kinda sux. Cos how am i suppose to truely write how i feel, while thinking about what others' would feel reading such comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They critisize and condemn your opinion. Like &lt;strong&gt;HELLO&lt;/strong&gt;! This is a liberal country, dude! U mean i don't even have the right to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end i blog on trivial issues of my mundane life. I restrict what i wanna write due to viewership. It's juz so pointless, isn't it??? Maybe i should start &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/strong&gt; blog. An &lt;strong&gt;unknown&lt;/strong&gt; blog where nobody will see/read/find/comment. That sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment. Btw, u're &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; supposed to comment on &lt;u&gt;certain&lt;/u&gt; blog issues. It's unnecessary. If you don't like what u read, then &lt;strong&gt;don't read&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't need your comments. Cos afterall, &lt;strong&gt;WE'RE&lt;/strong&gt; the blog master. We control what gets published. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smirks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111077517587814441?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111077517587814441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111077517587814441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111077517587814441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111077517587814441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogging.html' title='blogging?'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090913.post-111072374622170609</id><published>2005-03-13T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:24:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new lappie!!</title><content type='html'>This entry is typed using my new laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^______^&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... not &lt;strong&gt;mine&lt;/strong&gt; but at least it's another com in the house right? No more fighting to use the com! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope&lt;/span&gt;) Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.. juz feeling happy. Now &lt;em&gt;"borrowing"&lt;/em&gt; my neighbours' network to go online. Wireless will come on thursday. MaxOnline also upgraded to 6500 (?). 4x faster than the present one. WOOT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s Haix.. so many bdays. I better start worrying about mine soon cos it'll be near exams. BAHz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090913-111072374622170609?l=neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/feeds/111072374622170609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7090913&amp;postID=111072374622170609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111072374622170609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090913/posts/default/111072374622170609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neko-no-sekai.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-lappie.html' title='new lappie!!'/><author><name>-=neko=-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img76.photobucket.com/albums/v232/kikoshima/hope1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
