<?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-7108871</id><updated>2011-08-08T13:53:31.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>¤...Accept Me As I Am...¤</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-3773682387716925053</id><published>2007-03-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:41:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>Found a blog host which allows me to import all my posts over. Yea! Therefore moving over to wordpress.com. MSN me for my new blog address =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-3773682387716925053?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3773682387716925053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=3773682387716925053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/3773682387716925053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/3773682387716925053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-7115049660415232387</id><published>2007-03-21T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T12:21:21.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I?</title><content type='html'>Hmmm had been toying with the idea of changing over to a new blog host, and getting a new blog address. But that will mean all my entries here will be gone, abit bu she de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless, I could find a blog host that allows me to import all my posts over, then I'll consider. Hmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-7115049660415232387?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7115049660415232387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=7115049660415232387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7115049660415232387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7115049660415232387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/should-i.html' title='Should I?'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-4066652106261277049</id><published>2007-03-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:30:44.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End</title><content type='html'>POTC: At World's End. It's finally coming! Weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disney has announced a global release date of May 25, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pirates_of_the_Caribbean:_At_Worlds_End"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you do a search on Yahoo!, Singapore will be showing it on May 24!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTC: At World's End's trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/pirates/atworldsend/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;POTC official website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://adisney.go.com/disneypictures/pirates/atworldsend/pirates3.swf?eclipid=" width="600" height="500" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-4066652106261277049?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4066652106261277049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=4066652106261277049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/4066652106261277049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/4066652106261277049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/pirates-of-caribbean-at-worlds-end.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean: At World&apos;s End'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-7008230939695240417</id><published>2007-03-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:50:39.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring cleaning</title><content type='html'>Decided to 'restart' my blog, therefore deleting all the previous posts, except for a few which I wanna keep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a torture having to delete 300+ posts one by one.. Why can't blogger have the 'select all' and delete options?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-7008230939695240417?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7008230939695240417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=7008230939695240417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7008230939695240417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7008230939695240417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring cleaning'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-5207016540341956747</id><published>2007-03-20T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:34:59.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"kop-ed" this from friendster. How true it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams that one day she will find a boy who does these things for her. Even the smallest action can have the BIGGEST impact in someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• leave her cute text notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tell her she looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look into her eyes when you talk to&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her mess with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• touch her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• just walk around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• forgive her for her mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look at her like she`s the only girl you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• hold her hand when you`re around your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• stay up all night with her when she`s sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• write her letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she`s sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her know she`s important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her take all the photos she wants of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when you fall in love with her, tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• and when you tell her, love her like you've never loved someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-5207016540341956747?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5207016540341956747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=5207016540341956747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5207016540341956747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5207016540341956747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/perfect-boyfriend.html' title='The perfect boyfriend'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-7107501227199030397</id><published>2007-03-16T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:10:15.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armageddon</title><content type='html'>Armageddon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite movie of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after watching it for like 8 times ever since the movie, excluding the 2 times and just now after I bought the DVD a few weeks back... It still have the power to reduce me into a sobbing mess I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real pathetic, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Gotta go take a bath and prepare to go out. Bringing my little tuition kid out for movie and dinner. Cos I didn't manage to get the Disney on Ice tickets, felt really bad cos I promised I'll bring her if I have those tickets and she's really looking forward to it. So decided to give her a mini treat. Happily N'Ever After. Alot of people said it's not nice, even my sister who loves cartoons say its boring. But she wanna watch. So bopian. Just hope I don't fall asleep later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-7107501227199030397?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7107501227199030397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=7107501227199030397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7107501227199030397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/7107501227199030397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/armageddon.html' title='Armageddon'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-5064692665092873672</id><published>2007-03-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:48:54.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>I miss u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-5064692665092873672?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5064692665092873672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=5064692665092873672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5064692665092873672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5064692665092873672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-2775637947495935817</id><published>2007-03-14T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:00:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Happy 1st month ah pek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-2775637947495935817?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2775637947495935817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=2775637947495935817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/2775637947495935817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/2775637947495935817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-2987092473430635875</id><published>2007-03-13T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:02:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love (Music &amp; Lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ce_DxJFdgM4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ce_DxJFdgM4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cora:&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed &lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long &lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: &lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away &lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday &lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time &lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: [Both] &lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love  Oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cora:&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine &lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs &lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there &lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: &lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light &lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night &lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction &lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: [Both]&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love &lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cora:&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real &lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel &lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love &lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you &lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-2987092473430635875?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2987092473430635875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=2987092473430635875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/2987092473430635875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/2987092473430635875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-back-into-love-music-lyrics.html' title='Way Back Into Love (Music &amp; Lyrics)'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-5108657325985603820</id><published>2007-02-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:46:50.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14 Feb 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcdonald's for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade fruit tarts for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil's Steakhouse for dinner @ Bugis. (&lt;a href="http://www.indulgz.com/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Indulgz Bistro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was operating at full house when we got there =( but Phil's Steakhouse was a nice alternative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Rider @ Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed ourselves tremendously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-5108657325985603820?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5108657325985603820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=5108657325985603820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5108657325985603820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/5108657325985603820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/02/14-feb-07.html' title=''/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-117127013960932489</id><published>2007-02-12T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:48:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start</title><content type='html'>Hadn't been blogging for like forever. Lots of stuff happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended on 24 Dec 06. And today I finally broke down while sortin through my stuff. I thought I was already over it, but somehow I still felt abit of something which I can't name. But after bawling my eyes out just now, I can say that it's finally over. I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new start for the new year? *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-117127013960932489?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117127013960932489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=117127013960932489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/117127013960932489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/117127013960932489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-start.html' title='A new start'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-115613700495328176</id><published>2006-08-21T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:12:05.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here I am.. Sitting in the office... In a messy and small and freaking cold room... All alone by myself... With the earpiece stuck inside my ear... Listening to some Collin Raye, Rod Stewart, Dan Hill, 98 Degrees, BSB, Bon Jovi, Mcfly, Keane, and some other sappy love songs (which got me sighing and all) that I've smuggled into the office laptop... Tying up some loose ends... Getting suan-ed by some people in MSN... Cracking my head on how to celebrate the birthday and where to celebrate and who to celebrate with and the food... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. And I miss my apple sisters. And also the 'Iscream Yoghurt'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am hooked on this game call Pangya (&lt;a href="http://www.pangyasea.com"&gt;www.pangyasea.com&lt;/a&gt;) It's this game where you play virtual golf with other ppl online... Though its from the same company as Maplestory and it's all cutesy and stuff.. You will be surprised to know that people who are 30+ 40 yrs old are playin it as well... Mayb cos it's golf.. Just mayb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not celebrate my birthday afterall. Just get some friends and have a nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-115613700495328176?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115613700495328176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=115613700495328176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/115613700495328176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/115613700495328176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-115339579858445064</id><published>2006-07-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:43:18.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked</title><content type='html'>Ok... I'm being ordered to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hook on online shopping. H-O-O-K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories, bags, clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my worst cramp ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the devils tml for dinner. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also can't wait for my bags to be shipped over. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-115339579858445064?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115339579858445064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=115339579858445064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/115339579858445064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/115339579858445064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/hooked.html' title='Hooked'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114891195814695593</id><published>2006-05-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:31:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ant vs Elephant</title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather I couldn't seem to see the chinese words after I posted them, and I just had to show you guys this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/AntvsElephant.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114891195814695593?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114891195814695593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114891195814695593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114891195814695593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114891195814695593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/ant-vs-elephant.html' title='Ant vs Elephant'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114791804994812410</id><published>2006-05-18T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:27:44.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Cough cough*</title><content type='html'>I'm still sick! Sore throat, sore lips, flu and ear block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet the girls last thurs. Having fever so couldnt make it. Sorry babes! Let's meet up someday ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chalet over the wkend in Aloha Changi. Creepy place. And smaller too. Prefered the one which Yvonne booked for her bday. Kena lots of mozzie bites, and they are still itching while I'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong-ed the whole 2 nights while in chalet. Didnt sleep more than 4 hrs for the entire 3 days. Still suffering from the after effects. I need my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - "Da Vinci Code" @ Cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - Poseidon &lt;em&gt;(I wanna watch this in the OmniTheatre!)&lt;/em&gt;, X-Men: The Last Stand, Over the Hedge, Scary Movie 4 &lt;em&gt;(Maybe)&lt;/em&gt;,The Omen 666, Garfield: A Tale of 2 Kitties, Basic Instinct 2 &lt;em&gt;(Anyone have Basic Instinct vcd or dvd which I can borrow?)&lt;/em&gt;, Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna be so so broke by end of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I wanna watch this 2 musicals, &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/SOPApp/SOPPortal/portal_proxy?uri=4bYV7!C4Brd1J.tOGowA7oqIOAABnxaAwsJFM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Cabaret'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/SOPApp/SOPPortal/portal_proxy?uri=,Vz1r!j,3H6Bt2Z4vNOPbzFQ_lmptFzJ5JAwsJFM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Grease'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more interested in 'Cabaret' lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke broke. Super broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-colleague, Cynthia from CNBC Asia just called and asked whether I am free to go back and help her for another Asia Business Leader Award event, from June to November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was rather fun getting to liaise with so many local and overseas companies (I got to call some Korean companies the previous time! Dun understand what the hell they talking abt in the background though =P), and the work environment was pretty good but somehow I dun feel like I belong to the company, just someone passing through. Can't seem to click with the colleagues there even though some are like 2-3 yrs older than me. Too bad la, cos it's quite a good place to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114791804994812410?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114791804994812410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114791804994812410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114791804994812410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114791804994812410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/cough-cough.html' title='*Cough cough*'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114606331716271494</id><published>2006-04-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:55:17.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD</title><content type='html'>Rumor's out that FOX might be making the anime series - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/LindsayLohanNet/general.msnw?action=get_message&amp;mview=0&amp;amp;ID_Message=871&amp;LastModified=4675568971786161261"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sailor Moon&lt;/em&gt; into a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, with Lindsay Lohan (tentative) as Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mr400watt.com/stuff/pic/lindsay_lohan/lindsay_lohan_077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lindsay Lohan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://www.alicelandia.it/manga/sailor%20moon/Sailor_moon_con_piume.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NnNnNoOOOooOOoOOooOooOOOooOOOooOOO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who will be &lt;a href="http://friends.xocomp.net/mandy/pictures/Tux%20Mask/tuxedo21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chiba Mamoru (Tuxedo Mask)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114606331716271494?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114606331716271494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114606331716271494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114606331716271494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114606331716271494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114554529351312565</id><published>2006-04-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:45:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Questions</title><content type='html'>Ok so I really need to blog. Am too tired to do any updates these few days.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's going on in my life other than the usual wake up, go work, come home, slack, sleep? I'm hooked on Japanese dramas all over again! Blame Youtube.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)   &lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/sailormoon.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sailor Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still watching the 4th season.&lt;br /&gt;What?! Ok so it's anime to be exact, but still... My fav anime of all time! Bwahahaha. I'm not childish ok... just...*shrugs* Who ask Mediacorp/TCS/or whatever its called then to stop showing it after the 1st season when there's a total of 5?!  &lt;br /&gt;Oh! And Mamoru - Tuxedo mask is so handsome! =x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)   &lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/hyd.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hana Yori Dango (Meteor Garden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finished watching it already. Love it! Woohoo! Highly recommended!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)   &lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/kamisama.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kamisama Mou Sukoshi Dake (God, please give me more time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently watching it on Youtube. Damn Youtube for limiting the video to 10 minutes per upload. Bah!! Takeshi Kaneshiro!! *drools*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)   &lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/summersnow.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Summer Snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna start on this once I've finish watching the rest. Didnt really finish watching it the last time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I've been spending my evenings and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since my dear SiJia 'force' me to answers this 22 questions. Must 'ying chou ying chou' her la.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my ex is: a guy.. duh&lt;br /&gt;2) maybe i should: get some exercise!&lt;br /&gt;3) i love: my family, my boy, my dog, my friends&lt;br /&gt;4) i don't understand: myself&lt;br /&gt;5) i lose: my temper easily&lt;br /&gt;6) people say i'm: stubborn, hot tempered&lt;br /&gt;7) love is: sugar and spice and everything nice. not forgetting cuddly and warm.&lt;br /&gt;8) somewhere, someone is: thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;9) i will always: love you~~~ *sings*&lt;br /&gt;10) forever is: forever&lt;br /&gt;11) i never want to: die young&lt;br /&gt;12) i think the current US president: erm....&lt;br /&gt;13) when i wake up in the morning: i'll go... 5 more minutes *press snooze button*.. 5 more minutes *press snooze button*... 5 more minutes *press snooze...* damn it! I'm going to be late!!!&lt;br /&gt;14) my past was: something i wanna know&lt;br /&gt;15) i get annoyed when: ppl blame me for sth i didnt do&lt;br /&gt;16) parties are for: the full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;17) my dog is: wacky&lt;br /&gt;18) my cat is: garfield&lt;br /&gt;19) kisses are the best when: ...kisses are best every time!&lt;br /&gt;20) tommorow: is something i dread.. unless it's a wkend&lt;br /&gt;21) i really want: an ipod nano!!! lol. I really want to go to school again.&lt;br /&gt;22) i have low tolerance for people who: think that they know everything but in actual fact, they don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114554529351312565?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114554529351312565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114554529351312565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114554529351312565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114554529351312565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/04/22-questions.html' title='22 Questions'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114172413246891142</id><published>2006-03-07T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:35:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shi Tzu puppies for sale</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's friend's uncle's (er...) dog just gave birth to some puppies during CNY period, and they are planning to sell the puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a female Shi Tzu (pure breed), approx 1 mth old. And it's going for $680 (er.. sounds abit crude la.. but den..) Please contact me asap if u are interested. You can sms, msn - if u see me, tag, leave comments, or gimme a kick when u see me - not recommended =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting up the picture of e puppy once my cousin send it to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can buy it... But I know my mum will skin me alive if I ask her. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor JJ... No doggy companion... No pretty girls.. er bitch.. er female puppy for him to play with, eat with and er-hrm... ah...&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;&lt;br /&gt;... snuggle up with la! What are u thinking?! Tsk! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114172413246891142?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114172413246891142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114172413246891142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114172413246891142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114172413246891142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/03/shi-tzu-puppies-for-sale.html' title='Shi Tzu puppies for sale'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-114066799735960386</id><published>2006-02-23T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:35:17.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paypal Killer!</title><content type='html'>OMG! This is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: The following post is taken from &lt;a href="http://tinkertailor.blogsome.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://tinkertailor.blogsome.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Google's PayPal Killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This post may not make sense to you if you're not familiar with Singaporean or Malaysian street language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may already have heard of Google's &lt;a href="http://www.webpronews.com/insiderreports/marketinginsider/wpn-50-20060206GoogleTestingPayPalKillerGBuy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;new payment system that will compete with PayPal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're calling it GBuy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chao GBuy!!" (when things go wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orh, so you use GBuy to make money har?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want the money isit? I'll shove it up your GBuy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone stop me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the names Google can use, it had to be this which sounds 'suspiciously' like what I've been hearing almost everyday at work, in the bus, in the train, in the shopping centres, anywhere and everywhere, and sometimes from my own mouth as well. *oops*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-114066799735960386?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114066799735960386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=114066799735960386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114066799735960386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/114066799735960386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/02/paypal-killer.html' title='The Paypal Killer!'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113987701878395662</id><published>2006-02-14T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:33:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V-Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will be celebrating it alone in the office =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Muacks!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113987701878395662?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113987701878395662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113987701878395662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113987701878395662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113987701878395662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V-Day'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113947567100750812</id><published>2006-02-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:05:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Perth + Pride &amp; Prejudice</title><content type='html'>Went to send god-sis (HuiYi) off at the airport this morning. Weird that I could wake up at 445am with such ease, and I couldn't wake up at 7am in order to go to work. I must be mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God-sis will be going to Perth for 2 whole yrs w/o coming back in order to further her studies. Huiyi... My 21st birthday party la... Sad la... =( (hah! Nvm nvm) Sorry I couldn't find time to meet up with you when you were back here. Hopefully can go over to Perth to find u in July... Looking forward to it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U take care over there k? I'll see ya soon =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 different versions of "Pride &amp; Prejudice" in 3 wks. One written, two filmed. I am crazy over it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying my off days, I found &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112130/"&gt;"Pride &amp; Prejudice" (1995)&lt;/a&gt; in a vcd shop near my house. Rented it out of curiosity, cos my sister had read the book a few yrs back and declare it boring. Was hooked within the first 5 minutes of the show!!! It is so alike from those 19th century romance stories which I love, cos the setting is in the same century haha~ The setting, the ambiance, the people. This version is more like a drama series instead of a movie because it's 6 hrs long! Colin Firth starred as the sexy Mr Darcy, and Jennifer Ehle as the rebellious Ms Elizabeth Bennet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the book afterwards when somehow or rather, my cousin brought the book when she came to my house during CNY. Immediately pounced on it when she asked whether I want it or not, and had been reading it since then. Took me almost a wk to finish the book, and it's the first time I took such a long time to finish one book. Slowly reading, savoring every single word, and re-playing every single scene as I flipped the pages. "Pride &amp; Prejudice" (1995) is exactly the same as the book, almost word for word. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rented &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0414387/"&gt;"Pride &amp; Prejudice" (2005)&lt;/a&gt; while browsing the vcd shop again. This one starring Matthew Macfadyen as Mr Darcy and Keira Knightley as Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Just finished watching it. This version is not as good as the 1995 one though. It's a rather poor adaptation. Too rushed, too much stuff had been added in or taken out in order to fit the show into the 2 hours, at some point of time I feel quite breathless watching all the events taking place in a span of 1 hr or so. But then I still enjoyed the show once I stopped comparing it with the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about the characters, I would preferred Colin Firth as Mr Darcy cos he's... I dunno... less dull as Matthew Macfadyen? I guess. But both are just as yummylicious! Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character - Elizabeth Bennet had been cast quite correctly, no complaints abt that. And Mr Bennet, who made me sob and smile and sob and smile some more when he gave Elizabeth permission to be married to Mr Darcy in the last scene of the 2005 movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm disappointed about is the mother, the "gan jiong spider" who is always complaining about "her poor nerves" and getting all hysterical and loud. Their cousin - Mr Collins, the super awkward, super short guy who's unsuccessful in trying to get Elizabeth's hand, and was always tryin to please everyone by giving extensive compliments, and is really proud that he's being favored by a great powerful lady where he is from. And also Mr Bingley, the one who married Jane (Elizabeth's older sister), the actor in this movie made him look like an idiot instead of the sophisticated, charming young man he's supposed to be. Prefered the characters in the 1995 mini series. The new characters are too mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahh! I'm still rather affected by the last scene of the movie to form any coherent sentences anymore. Actually I hadn't been forming any coherent sentences since the I start typing the 2nd part of this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go watch "Perhaps Love" now. Takeshi Kaneshiro!!! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113947567100750812?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113947567100750812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113947567100750812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113947567100750812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113947567100750812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/02/off-to-perth-pride-prejudice.html' title='Off to Perth + Pride &amp; Prejudice'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113711980406977989</id><published>2006-01-13T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:44:45.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13... and others</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Updated!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO it's Friday the 13 today. Bad stuff are suppose to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is out! What's so bad about that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL THE SUN! *prostrates on ground*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my nose and my limbs thawing. Hell! Even my hair is thawing. My blood is running again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear. This is the coldest weather I've ever experienced. Maybe it's because of the office aircon. Machiam electrical bill free. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be attending 2 21st birthday parties this weekend. Broke broke super broke. Made me think of what I wanna do on my 21st birthday. Aiya still got long way to go, people just pass 20 yrs old not long ago only... *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session on Sunday afternoon? Probably. But should be sharing with the boy, cos there's 5 person. I'm addicted to mahjong! Bwahahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh! I love the way the sun shines through the window and falls on my face. Excuse me while I bask in the sunlight. Darn the clouds... Oh there it is again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cravings for Nasi Lemak! The fragrant rice, the crunchy ikan bilis with all the peanuts, the yummy egg with its runny egg yolk (reminds me of the sun =D), the fresh fresh cucumber, and of course the spicy sambal chilli. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.53pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see some dark forces slowly creeping, trying to overtake the glorious, yet powerless kingdom. The fiery king and his fair subjects, battled against the dark side. Sometimes overpowering, sometimes overpowered. Blazing bright this moment, muted the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will triumph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light or Dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good or Evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't see much outside, cos of the window blinds. Am sitting too far, and too lazy, to go over and check out the 'battle'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is becoming mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to hate working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for school life, especially poly life, even though I know how slim the chance to relive it again is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reliving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The times when we stayed up late in order to rush our projects/reports. The time we put in for all our presentations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The bitching, the laughters, the carefree moments, the stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The trips to the toilets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The heavy lectures, the interesting lectures, the funny lectures, the boring lectures, and those lectures that we 'missed' for the entire semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The tutorials, the getting-locked-out-of-class for some, the answer-the-questions-or-I-won't-go-through-tutorials, the not done tutorials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The super cute tutors, the heck-care tutors, the 'gay' tutors, the rich tutors, the always-wear-the-same-clothes tutors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The canteen food, the disgusting smell that stuck to our hair and clothes after lunching in SIM's canteen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The tiny little breaks in between lessons, or during lessons, the sushi, the tutu kuehs, the peach/green teas, the sweets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The stupid single deck/section buses during 'peak' hrs, the double deckers/bendy buses during super non-peak hrs, the buses that doesn't come at all, the buses that always comes in 2, the being-squeezed-to-the-windshield bus rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The shopping, the trips to cafes, the slacking, the caffeine, the sinful cheese cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! These are all yearnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to squeeze in buses with the NUS and ITE students. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113711980406977989?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113711980406977989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113711980406977989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113711980406977989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113711980406977989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13-and-others.html' title='Friday the 13... and others'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113682303824689921</id><published>2006-01-10T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T00:10:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuckoo -_-</title><content type='html'>Was waitin for cab today and was so bored that I decided to wear 'King Kong's' specs and be spastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up looking like some cockadoodoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/237/1015/320/cuckoo.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me = cockadoodoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat cheeks! Fat cheeks! Tsk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113682303824689921?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113682303824689921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113682303824689921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113682303824689921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113682303824689921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2006/01/cuckoo.html' title='Cuckoo -_-'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113591888570193568</id><published>2005-12-30T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:45:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Ok... Since Princess Sher asked for an update... I shall give one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was the best I've ever had! *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty slack today. Nothing much to do. Actually there's alot stuff waiting for us, but since we have to wait for others to finish using the OMR/OAS scanning machine, there's nothing we can do. So wait, we shall. Watched Madagascar in the office! Bwahahahaha~ Planning to watch Ice Age later. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Watched)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to work lah... It being the eve of New Year's Eve. Same situation as last Friday. Only difference is that we got nothing to do now, and there's no Nicholas aka birdy for me to ka jiao. No New Year songs for me to sing and type out on birdy's msn window, and to irritate the hell out of him. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to 1 and I haven't had my lunch. No appetite these few days. Bah! Waiting for the rest. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Finished lunch)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear dear Suffi the King Kong is snoring away. Damn loud. Mayb I should go over and pinch his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contract got extended, dunno till when. Oh well, let's take one step at a time. Gonna go apply for SMU soon. Need to go take SAT 1 paper. Long time since I've taken exams... Especially Maths! Die la... Lazy to register also... Had been telling that 'giraffe' that I wanna take SAT since er... September? Till now haven't register yet. Oh shit! I've just checked the next test date... It's during MAY!! Damn it. I just miss the registration deadline for January SAT paper... Damn damn dman damn damn damn damn!! Dunno whether there's enough time to apply for SMU not... Cos need 8 weeks then can get the results. Damn it! Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ went for grooming this morning... Dunno whether he's back or not... He's gonna be botak!! Traumatic experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have mahjong session tonight at my cousin's place. That is if there's enough people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update till here. Gonna go 'kop' my friend's phone and listen. He got lots of irritating mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodiloos!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Almost forgot... Happy 2006!! Lotsa happenings, booze, fun and sex (ahahaa) awaits in the new yr ahead! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v^_^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113591888570193568?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113591888570193568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113591888570193568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113591888570193568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113591888570193568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-113539913999210073</id><published>2005-12-24T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T12:39:00.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all!!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-113539913999210073?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/113539913999210073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=113539913999210073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113539913999210073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/113539913999210073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112589620713726690</id><published>2005-09-05T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:56:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quidam by Cirque Du Soleil</title><content type='html'>Anyone wanna go watch &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/SOPApp/SOPPortal/portal_proxy?uri==U409!E=A@fsy1LqHMU=wMD2l@1mkBQ5IAzsJFM"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Quidam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Anyone anyone hurhur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me if you wanna watch... Cos I can't find anyone to go with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to buy too ex one.. Just Cat #2 can liao... Cat #3 also can if we are able to get good seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're going.. pleeeeeeeeeaaasssee *hands clasped, blinking rapidly, wide smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112589620713726690?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112589620713726690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112589620713726690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112589620713726690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112589620713726690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/09/quidam-by-cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Quidam by Cirque Du Soleil'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112436910900372081</id><published>2005-08-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:45:09.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dying</title><content type='html'>I am still in the office... Eyes open big big and stare at the super-bright-i'm-going-blind-soon screen. Going through an INDONESIAN namelist with 818 (after deleting away 189835456786 of them) Indonesian names in a multicolor Excel spreadsheet. Going through every SINGLE one of them, making sure that there are no duplicates or mistakes in name, position, company, address 1/2/3, secretary's name, phone, direct line, pager (somemore), handphone, fax, email add and website url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been compiling the list since wednesday, while doing other stuff too. Had already deleted 57451587974 of the names while compiling and it's still a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1 good thing is that I can take cab home after 9pm and claim from company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahhaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody whack me before I gouge my eyes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I won't be able to blink for the rest of my life after this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112436910900372081?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112436910900372081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112436910900372081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112436910900372081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112436910900372081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-dying.html' title='I&apos;m dying'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112425531806764482</id><published>2005-08-17T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:08:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a chao ah lian</title><content type='html'>Mr &lt;a href="http://kennysia.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kenny Sia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;had come up with a &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/08/kennysiacom_eng.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beng-ify your blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;translator. Me being the usual kaypoh me, went to check it out and ended up foaming at the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how mine will look if I am a chao ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;+ Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Charlie &amp; The Chocolate Factory on Saturlay with the boy at Great World GV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummylicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visual is superb. Super colorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The script is si beh hor chio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp is damn power as usual - tho the cheebye kia looks abit like Michael Jackson in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 chewren are totally the same as in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limpeh love the squirrels!!! -bad nut-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did Limpeh mention that the whole theatre has a sweet chocolate smell? Ooooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made limpeh crave for chocolates after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something Limpeh need to do. Limpeh is going to abstain my kacheng from junk food for at least a mth if not until Limpeh leave this job - which is until end of Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means no chips, fries, burgers, its-finger-licking-good chicken, cheesesticks, onion rings, chocs, late-nite-maggie-noodles-with-oyster sauce-sambal-and-sesame oil, fried stuff, soft drinks, and whatnots and etc and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prease feel free to hoot! limpeh if any of you see limpeh eating these junk food. I'll even provide you with the rolled up newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at my lan jiao opik desk for the entire lay other than walking to the pantry/toilet/buy lunch, is not damn power at all. NOT good. Limpeh is so liddat not suited for these kind of job. I'll just grow fat. I'll also become anti-social, cos all Limpeh do is stare at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give limpeh a job that requires limpeh to stand/walk/run around anytime. I'll gladly take it one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not too much running though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Samsung E530C + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg wa eh ti kong wa eh ti kong wa eh ti kong look at this! Look look! &gt;&gt; Samgsung E530C &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pweeeeeety can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espeshurly the lavender pink!!! The oasis blue aso not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's integrated flash - which Limpeh sorely need for a phone by the way, up to 1 hr of video recording, and the most tiong yao thing of all is... there is a built-in music prayer in the phone!!! 92mb!!! Lots, ok maybe not ALOT, budden hor, lots of mp3s!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh *bimbotic squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to serious stuff. That phone costs a whooping $538 with 2 yrs plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is more than half of my lan jiao current pay after deducting cpf. 3/4 of my lan jiao pay after deducting cpf and giving my lan jiao lao peh lao bu money. 4/5 of my lan jiao pay after deducting cpf and giving my lan jiao lao peh lao bu and transport... well you get the idea. *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. How arh how arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABEH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limpeh dun mind having an early birdlay present. Hell! It can even be my lan jiao 21st birdlay present.&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaaaaaaaaahhh wa si just kidding bout that. Cos wa si waiting for diamonds on my lan jiao 21st b-dae. Dun need too ex la, Tiffany &amp; Co's diamond can liao... Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And donch kong Limpeh nv give you enough notice hor. 1 yr + is more than enough time. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nabeh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Limbu&lt;/em&gt; bor lan jio lor... Za bor gia bor lan jiao one hor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112425531806764482?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112425531806764482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112425531806764482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112425531806764482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112425531806764482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-chao-ah-lian.html' title='I am a chao ah lian'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112406902097336052</id><published>2005-08-15T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T09:57:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory</title><content type='html'>This post is overdue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Charlie &amp; The Chocolate Factory on Saturday with the boy at Great World GV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummylicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visual is superb. Super colorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The script is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp is good as usual - tho he looks abit like Michael Jackson in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 kids are totally the same as in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the squirrels!!! -bad nut-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention that the whole theatre has a sweet chocolate smell? Ooooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me crave for chocolates after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something I need to do. I am going to abstain myself from junk food for at least a mth if not until I leave this job - which is until end of Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means no chips, fries, burgers, its-finger-licking-good chicken, cheesesticks, onion rings, chocs, late-nite-maggie-noodles-with-oyster sauce-sambal-and-sesame oil, fried stuff, soft drinks, and whatnots and etc and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to whack me if any of you see me eating these junk food. I'll even provide you with the rolled up newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at my office desk for the entire day other than walking to the pantry/toilet/buy lunch, is not good at all. NOT good. I am so not suited for these kind of job. I'll just grow fat. I'll also become anti-social, cos all I do is stare at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a job that requires me to stand/walk/run around anytime. I'll gladly take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not too much running though. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112406902097336052?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112406902097336052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112406902097336052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112406902097336052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112406902097336052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/charlie-chocolate-factory.html' title='Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112373907291570847</id><published>2005-08-11T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:56:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung E530C</title><content type='html'>Omg omg omg omg look at this! Look look! &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.samsungmobile.com/webfiles/sin/phone/phone_view/SGH-E530C/phonedemo/main.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Samgsung E530C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;pweeeeeety&lt;/em&gt; can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the lavender pink!!! The oasis blue aso not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's integrated flash - which I sorely need for a phone by the way, up to 1 hr of video recording, and the most important thing of all is... there is a built-in music player in the phone!!! 92mb!!! Lots, ok maybe not ALOT, but lots of mp3s!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh *bimbotic squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to serious stuff. That phone costs a whooping $538 with 2 yrs plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is more than half of my current pay after deducting cpf. 3/4 of my pay after deducting cpf and giving my parents money. 4/5 of my pay after deducting cpf and giving my parents and transport... well you get the idea. *wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. How arh how arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind having an early birthday present. Hell! It can even be my 21st birthday present.&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naaaaaaaaaaahhh&lt;/em&gt; I'm just kidding bout that. Cos I'm waiting for diamonds on my 21st b-dae. Dun need too expensive la, Tiffany &amp;amp; Co's diamond can liao... Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't say I nv give you enough notice hor. 1 yr + is more than enough time. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Updated 3.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to say something just now. Have to get it off my chest fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's the 7th month and everything so please bear with me. Nothing serious actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on my way to Queenstown yesterday after work. Saw a ah pek on the train. Didn't really notice him at first even though he's right beside me until something struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he dress is exactly the same as my late ah-gong. Yea yea I know alot of elderly wear the same, but not EXACTLY the same. White singlet with white, thin shirt - unbuttoned, black pants, black loafers - same type of shoes somemore, same hairstyle. He had an umbrella too, like my grandpa always have when he go out, same posture - slightly stooped. Only difference is the height. My ah-gong's slightly taller, and of course their physical appearance - even that is slightly similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it had been around 4 yrs since he's gone, the feelings still there. Needless to say, tears started to well up in my eyes while looking at the ah pek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him. Miss his booming voice. Miss being trashed at chinese chess by him. Miss speaking in rojak hokkien gibberish and expecting him to understand. Miss getting stuck at certain words and him going 'simi?' and then us laughing at me. Miss his silent presence while he sits on the sofa and stone. Miss hearing him plodding from his room to the toilet and back in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet JJ will love him and of course, vice versa. I'll bet JJ will like to snuggle up to ah-gong and beg him to scratch his belly or neck while ah-gong sits at the sofa and stone. I'll bet JJ will always bully ah-gong by bringing the torn and tattered bone/ball/cloth to him, nudge his feet, drop the torn and tattered bone/ball/cloth and force ah-gong to play with him by barking and grinning and shaking his tail at ah-gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I should stop before I give in to my emotions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112373907291570847?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112373907291570847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112373907291570847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112373907291570847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112373907291570847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/samsung-e530c.html' title='Samsung E530C'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112312925636349115</id><published>2005-08-04T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T13:18:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wax figure</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness. The yummylicious Prince William has his very own wax figure in Madame Tussauds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unveiled in Madame Tussauds waxwork museum in London yesterday (3/8/05)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUAI DAI LE! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody stop me before I do something crazy like flying over there now and kiss the wax figure.&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;&lt;br /&gt;Nah i'm just kidding. Teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find the full length picture of the wax figure, so you guys... er girls gotta make do with these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/william2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/will_charles.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the younger one, mind you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112312925636349115?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112312925636349115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112312925636349115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112312925636349115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112312925636349115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/wax-figure.html' title='Wax figure'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112286927854874497</id><published>2005-08-01T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T12:07:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons why</title><content type='html'>OMG this is so funny and true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it from the Friendster Bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why the babes are still single:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The nice men are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice.&lt;br /&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay. &lt;em&gt;(especially this, not forgetting rich. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.&lt;br /&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.&lt;br /&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.&lt;br /&gt;7. The handsome men without money are after our money.&lt;br /&gt;8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.&lt;br /&gt;9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money are cowards.&lt;br /&gt;10. The men who are somewhat handsome,somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112286927854874497?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112286927854874497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112286927854874497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112286927854874497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112286927854874497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/08/reasons-why.html' title='Reasons why'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112264553263204358</id><published>2005-07-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T23:52:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission - Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Operation Sin City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Saturday, July 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1555&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Orchard Cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make myself look like I'm 21?! How to go into the theatre without being checked? How how how how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody give me some suggestions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Updated 11.25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Sin City... Mission successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super gory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main guys in there don't die easily. One get shot by machine gun many times still live, not forgetting going through the electric chair twice. Comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there's nudity and stuff. But it's black and white, what the hell can you see? And they only show breasts. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Alba super sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Wood aka Frodo from LOTR aka Dildo (as some might call him) - super gross, supper funny, super spastic. He eats people. Gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devon Aoki aka Miho in Sin City aka Suki in 2 Fast 2 Furious - super cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Stahl aka Yellow bastard/Roark Jr. - a psycho/phaedophile who turned yellow due to side effects caused by 're-installing' his family jewels after it was being shot by Bruce Willis. Was still being ripped out in the end... by Bruce Willis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of the characters which I found memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a black &amp; white, full of violence show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first R21 show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And the trailers are all showing R21 shows. Super funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112264553263204358?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112264553263204358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112264553263204358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112264553263204358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112264553263204358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/mission-updated.html' title='Mission - Updated'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112252471382449577</id><published>2005-07-28T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:16:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for lunch - updated</title><content type='html'>It's time for me to go for lunch, and decided to do a short entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the girls (finally after so long - Graduation doesn't count). Had dinner at the Settler's (or is it Settlers') Cafe over at Clark Quay. That's the first game cafe/restaurant in Singapore btw. Uneventful cos all the games we played were super brainless. Wanted to play 'I'm the boss' but all the staff said that that's an advance game and real difficult to play. Pwah! Look down on us huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had their set dinner - chicken chop. Not bad I must say, but the rest disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's lamb chop not very nice, her green apple flavoured coke no taste at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie's beef steak is too raw, only her rootbeer float is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher's spagetthi w chicken meatballs not nice. The meatball is disgustingly... disgusting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes the meal part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning to go to this gay club/pub around Tanjong Pagar area soon. Muahaha! Cute guys! *Correction: Cute &lt;em&gt;gay&lt;/em&gt; guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Almost forgot. Saw Joyce from m-land while waiting for the girls at Clark Quay Mrt. Didn't realise it was her till she walked past me and said sth like 'wo zai ce suo. (I'm in the toilet)' to her friend, quite loud. By the time I realise and was about to call out to her, she's gone. Ahahah! So no choice have to ask around for her number cos I lost it. Msged Ming Yao, Eric and stupid birdy - Nel. Eric - dun have her no cos phone lost. Stupid birdy - say later reply me with the no, in the end dun have. Only Ming Yao gave me the no... Thanks hor.. Hahaha I'm gonna whack the birdy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and speaking of graduation. I have not post up the pics. Will be posting them up soon, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently hooked on Maple Story. Lalala~ There's a creature called horny mushroom in the game. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated 3.10pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick sick sick sick sick of this. First she asked me to do something, and when I did what she asked, she will go 'Did I ask you to do this?' It happened like 3 times in 2 wks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lor. Don't ask me to do things if you think I can't do the job according to your wishes. Might as well do it yourself. Save me all the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this job is only till end of Sept. Then it's ITE Dover for me. At least it's better there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112252471382449577?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112252471382449577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112252471382449577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112252471382449577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112252471382449577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-for-lunch-updated.html' title='Time for lunch - updated'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112226771546289296</id><published>2005-07-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T13:01:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M2M - Pretty Boy</title><content type='html'>As heard on Perfect 10 while I sit at my desk, eating Old Chang Kee fishball for lunch. I &lt;em&gt;luuuurrve&lt;/em&gt; this song~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Boy - M2M &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I lie awake at night&lt;br /&gt;See things in black and white&lt;br /&gt;I've only got you inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;You know you have made me blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake and pray&lt;br /&gt;That you will look my way&lt;br /&gt;I have all this longing in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I knew it right from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I never ever loved no one before you&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty boy of mine&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me you love me too&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I do&lt;br /&gt;Let me inside&lt;br /&gt;Make me stay right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to write your name&lt;br /&gt;And put it in a frame&lt;br /&gt;And sometime I think I hear you call&lt;br /&gt;Right from my bedroom wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay a little while&lt;br /&gt;And touch me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;And what can I say to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;To reach out for you in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I never ever loved no one before you&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty boy of mine&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me you love me too&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I do&lt;br /&gt;Let me inside&lt;br /&gt;Make me stay right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;Say you love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I never ever loved no one before you&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty boy of mine&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me you love me too&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh my pretty pretty boy I do&lt;br /&gt;Let me inside&lt;br /&gt;Make me stay right beside you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112226771546289296?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112226771546289296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112226771546289296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112226771546289296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112226771546289296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/m2m-pretty-boy.html' title='M2M - Pretty Boy'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112225510235248156</id><published>2005-07-25T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T09:31:42.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/mv/news/eo/20050719/112182198000.html"&gt;Smurfs coming back&lt;/a&gt;!! In the big screens!! Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Smurf~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112225510235248156?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112225510235248156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112225510235248156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112225510235248156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112225510235248156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112182150005372231</id><published>2005-07-20T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:43:44.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning rush hour</title><content type='html'>I hate taking the morning train rides. After approx 4 weeks of taking the morning train, I've collated some of the reasons why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) People doesn't move in at all. Especially to where the other door is. Everyone is squashed in the middle of the train all the way to the door which opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) People likes to stand really close to me and breathe down my neck. Yurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) People always whack me with their handbags. That I don't mind if you apologize. But no one did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If not their handbags, they will flip their hair into my face. Not once, but lots of times like they are shooting some bloody shampoo commercial. They stand right infront of me, not moving infront where there's space, and I couldn't move back or left or right cos like I said, everyone is being squashed together. Maybe I should bring a pair of scissors along and wave it infront of me. But I might be taken in due to possession of dangerous weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) People always jostle, push and shove me when we get off the train at Jurong East. Some even went to the extreme of shoving and running to the other side of the platform, in heels and skirts and makeup and tie and smart attire. Unglam. Reminds me of some American football. Everyone is getting to work the same way as you are, at the same time. The rest are not running, why should you? It's not as if you wouldnt be able to get on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Some people smell like they were soaked in perfume the whole night or they stink due to the lack of bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's some of the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe it or not, I saw something which made me cringe. One lady ran up the stairs taking 2 steps at a time, in high heels and skirt, with her handbag swinging wildly while at Tanjong Pagar station. She then proceed to dash all the way to the exit, where she again, took 2 steps at a time up. At first I though she's late for a meeting or what, rushing around like that. But when I went up the escalator, guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same lady was buying food from this stall near the exit. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dashed around like that, pushing people as you ran, just to get ahead of everyone and buy food?! Bloody &lt;em&gt;heow&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the monthlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the whole package that comes before the monthlies even start. Mood swings, tiredness, bloated waist and hips, aches in the back, slight cramps. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Fantastic 4! Weeee~ Watched it on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo nice! So funny! So freaking funny! Did I mention funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know Jessica Alba has such a good figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And there's Julian McMahon aka Cole from Charmed aka Doc Doom. Shuai shuai shuai but old liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must watch hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Ninja turtles! The show will probably opens in 2007. Weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm such a tomboy back then. Superman, Batman, Spiderman, Fantastic 4, Captain Planet, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Freakazoid, X-men, Transformers, Power Ranger, Ultra-Man. What else? I can't remember liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112182150005372231?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112182150005372231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112182150005372231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112182150005372231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112182150005372231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/morning-rush-hour.html' title='Morning rush hour'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112113681786345452</id><published>2005-07-12T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:28:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside your heaven</title><content type='html'>Inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been down &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blessed &lt;br /&gt;I felt a revelation comin' around &lt;br /&gt;I guess it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's so amazing &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see you, I'm alive &lt;br /&gt;You're all I've got &lt;br /&gt;You lift me up &lt;br /&gt;The sun and the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from &lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows you away &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the one to hold you &lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you're breathing in &lt;br /&gt;A soothing wind &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When minutes turn to days and years &lt;br /&gt;If mountains form I'll still be here &lt;br /&gt;Holding you until the day I die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from &lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows you away &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven &lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from &lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows you away &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the one to hold you &lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you're breathing in &lt;br /&gt;A soothing wind &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I do &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Bo Bice sounds nicer than Carrie Underwood when singing this song. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before i forgot. I've experienced 3 different weathers in just 30 mins. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:45am - bukit panjang - windy and hazy&lt;br /&gt;8.05am - choa chu kang - rainy&lt;br /&gt;8.15am - jurong east - sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112113681786345452?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112113681786345452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112113681786345452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112113681786345452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112113681786345452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/inside-your-heaven_12.html' title='Inside your heaven'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112107264170275367</id><published>2005-07-11T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T17:04:05.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wonder</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what is it like to live double lives? Double identity, different grp of friends, totally different personality. Sometimes I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Marina Sq with a bunch of my sec sch mates yesterday for bowling session n steamboat. Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that took cab home from Lot 1, and guess what?! The cab driver forgot to on the meter. -_-" Lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112107264170275367?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112107264170275367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112107264170275367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112107264170275367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112107264170275367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes I wonder'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112080445736909938</id><published>2005-07-08T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:37:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From =) to =(</title><content type='html'>2.33pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I.F!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Updated 3.54pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*warning: if you can't stomach articles describing disasters or whatsoever, it's better not to continue reading. I dun wanna spoil your day, given that it's friday and everything.*&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been reading articles on the 4 terrible explosions that happened in London, at  around 8:51am (London Time) 7th July, which took at least 37 lives and injure at least another 700. 3 explosions happened in the underground subway and the last explosion happened on a crowded bus. Just reading the real-life accounts from eye-witnesses made me shiver and nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started out as a normal working day ended in disaster. It's really sad as they were all celebrating a few hours earlier when IOC announced that London will be holding the 2012 Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red pieces of metal - they looked like wings - stuck out from either side of the destroyed vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodies were strewn across the road. Blood dripped from the walls of the headquarters of the British Medical Association (BMA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traffic warden wiped his arm in an bewildered manner, repeating to himself: "I think I've got human flesh on me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was one poor lady who had been impaled by one of the poles in the train and she was still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people have been picking up various body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking, Ms Basci said: "There was blood everywhere; people had been sprayed with glass. One woman was unconscious on the floor. Her face was badly cut and gouged; all you could see was flesh and blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most extreme thing I noticed as I walked in was that there was someone in bits in the road. The front of BMA house was splattered with blood and not much of the bus was left," Dr Laurence Buckman said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyewitness: 'I saw bodies on the track... it was so horrific'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus looked like a massive twisted metal structure. It didn't look like a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one haunting image was someone whose face was totally black and pouring with blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard an incredible bang and I turned round and saw half the double decker bus was in the air," Belinda Seabrooksaid. "It was a massive explosion and the roof was about 10 metres in the air. Then it floated down. There were a lot of dead people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so horrible. I've never felt so affected after 911 and tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine it happening in the hearts of CBD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.independent.co.uk"&gt;http://news.independent.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112080445736909938?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112080445736909938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112080445736909938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112080445736909938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112080445736909938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-to.html' title='From =) to =('/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112066752529908415</id><published>2005-07-07T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:17:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin City</title><content type='html'>Sin City. Why is that show R21?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why why why why why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That was irritating*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still... Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited so long for the show and it's R21. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna smuggle myself in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of super strong coffee and I'm hyper now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going Shaw Towers to collect my Elevation:280 concert tickets on Friday. The concert will be held on Saturday. Those who were tuned in to the radio the past few days should know what I'm talking abt. Managed to won myself a pair of tix a few days back on Daniel Ong's show. Dunno whether wanna go or not. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go trim my hair on Saturday. Just in time for my Graduation Ceremony which is held on Wed. And I haven buy my blazer! Size 5 or size 7? Hmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - steamboat with my sec sch mates. Cos one of my seniors will b flying off nx Fri for further studies. Didnt meet up with them for very long le... Kinda missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh gonna go make myself sleep. If not I won't b able to wake up tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112066752529908415?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112066752529908415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112066752529908415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112066752529908415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112066752529908415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/sin-city.html' title='Sin City'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112063525683179997</id><published>2005-07-06T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:34:16.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day is passing by too slowly for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fall flat with my face on the keyboard soon. Very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go for night tutorial later, of should I self-study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1978, first Garfield comic strip. Super ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my 3rd cup of coffee badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wails* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112063525683179997?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112063525683179997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112063525683179997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112063525683179997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112063525683179997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-is-passing-by-too-slowly-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112045660703282057</id><published>2005-07-04T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:56:47.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>I'm having the Monday bluuuuuuesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112045660703282057?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112045660703282057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112045660703282057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112045660703282057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112045660703282057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/07/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-112011168039990919</id><published>2005-06-30T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:43:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgium Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Back from lunch. I am sooooooo full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been feeling very sleepy since I've reached office... More so after I ate flu medicine. Having nothing to do at work doesn't help either. So I decided that I need coffee or chocolate. Fast. And that's why I bought Coffee Bean's Belgium chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just need an excuse to drink that sinful stuff. Yuuummz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried it last wk and fell in love with it. Hope its a permanent item in the menu. I've decided to make it my official end-of-wk drink. To celebrate Friday!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why people always say "Thank god it's Friday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Khoo is super, uber cool! (Hey it rhymes!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday went down to Raffles City Convention Centre to attend this AIA seminar. Actually I'm just there to listen to Adam Khoo, and the boy and his friend were there to seriously consider a career in the insurance sector. And now I see why Adam Khoo is one of the most sought after speaker in Singapore... Asia in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's charamastic and funny and smart and he knows how to attract and retain the attention of the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that only 5% of the ppl actually thought abt what they want to do, and had listed down their goals? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that only 3% of the undergrads in Yale University know what they want to achieve in their lives even before they graduate? And do you know that 20 yrs down the road, the combined salary of the same 3% from Yale Uni is at least 5 times more than the combined salary of the remaining 97%? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's got me thinking abt my goals in life. I wanna be in the 5% who had listed their goals down, and are damn sure of what they want to do and achieve in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which grp of ppl you wanna be in? The 5% in today's society or the 95%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm having early stage of frostbite - sometimes known as frostnip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frostbite - is the medical condition where damage is caused to skin and other tissues due to extreme cold...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Symptoms&lt;br /&gt;Generally, frostbite is accompanied with discoloration of the skin, along with burning and/or tingling sensations, partial or complete numbness, and possibly intense pain...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office is freaking cold. Electicity is free over here in International Plaza. The fleshy part of my palm has gone from the normal red-ish to white, and the tips of my fingers felt as though they had turned into ice. When I went out for lunch just now, some of my fingertips had this "burning/tingling" sensation. Damn pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my nose felt as if it's gonna fall off. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-112011168039990919?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/112011168039990919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=112011168039990919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112011168039990919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/112011168039990919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/belgium-chocolate.html' title='Belgium Chocolate'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111996426698244055</id><published>2005-06-28T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:20:46.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/stupid%20dumb%20dumb.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/stupid%20dumb%20dumb.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is my stupid dumb dumb sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/in%20the%20car.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/in%20the%20car.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess whether it's my sister or me in this pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Oh.. and that's JJ in the pic.. and nope he's not being squashed... he's just enjoying the breeze/wind by trying his best to press himself against the car door and stick his head out of the window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111996426698244055?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111996426698244055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111996426698244055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111996426698244055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111996426698244055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess.html' title='Guess?'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111957832114404776</id><published>2005-06-24T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:58:41.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando Quando Quando</title><content type='html'>Michael Buble &amp; Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Quando Quando Quando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when will you be mine&lt;br /&gt;Tell me quando quando quando&lt;br /&gt;We can share a love devine&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me wait again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you say yes to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me quando quando quando&lt;br /&gt;You mean happiness to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh my lover tell me when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moments a day&lt;br /&gt;Every day seems a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you the way&lt;br /&gt;To a joy beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait a moment more&lt;br /&gt;Tell me quando quando quando&lt;br /&gt;Say its me that you adore&lt;br /&gt;And then darling tell me when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moments a day&lt;br /&gt;Every day seems a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you the way&lt;br /&gt;To a joy beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait a moment more&lt;br /&gt;Tell me quando quando quando&lt;br /&gt;Say its me that you adore&lt;br /&gt;And then darling tell me when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa lover tell me when&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling tell me when&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on tell me when&lt;br /&gt;Yea tell me when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dun need to sing it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls pardon me. I've finally finished my tasks, which were assign to me on Wednesday, and my brain has frozen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111957832114404776?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111957832114404776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111957832114404776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111957832114404776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111957832114404776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/quando-quando-quando.html' title='Quando Quando Quando'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111951145677964996</id><published>2005-06-23T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T16:35:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At work</title><content type='html'>So &lt;em&gt;boooorrreeeed&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day of work..........&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;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot what I wanted to say... (The time now is 3.24pm. I self declare myself to be brain dead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A colleague just passed me a piece of brownie. I'm so touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated again::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I took 970 from Tanjong Pagar - International Plaza, and endured a 60-stops bus ride home the other day. I must be crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111951145677964996?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111951145677964996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111951145677964996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111951145677964996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111951145677964996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-work_23.html' title='At work'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111882964606260032</id><published>2005-06-15T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T18:04:05.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice ad</title><content type='html'>Peeps (especially guys)!! Check this &lt;a href="http://www.rachelgetsfruity.com/flash.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear. This ad is gonna be so effective. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must finish watching it hor. It's not what you think. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111882964606260032?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111882964606260032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111882964606260032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111882964606260032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111882964606260032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-ad.html' title='Nice ad'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111874486841096089</id><published>2005-06-14T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:42:31.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding @ The Pines</title><content type='html'>Ok this post is overdue. Beware, super long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday marked the union of a couple who had been together for the past 9 years, Mr Mun Keat and Ms Yen Ling, my cousin. And my sisters and I had the privilege to be there to experience first hand, the sabo-ing of the groom. That is because we were the 'jie meis' aka sistas. It's so fun, I tell you. Had a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take ALOT of photos to show you guys. But then because of my moronic sister, who had brought the camera to her class chalet for the past 3 days and forgotten to bring the extra batt on Saturday, even though I've reminded her, I am only able to show u up to the pt where the groom is still stuck outside the house. Sad. My cousin actually 'tekan' her groom when he finally saw her, after many many trials. Which bride 'tekan' her groom on her wedding day one?! So evil hur hur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the photos taken on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early and get ready as we need to reach my cousin's house by 8am. The dog was really excited when he saw us getting ready, cos he tot we are gonna bring him out. That's him sniffing around me and my sister, he always do that when he's excited. But I think he just wants to get into the picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nicer one w/o him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the bride. The final verdict is: All brides look soooooooo BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the groom. Muahahaha! The honking of the bridal car marks the beginning of negotiations aka SABOTAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started him off by getting him and his &lt;em&gt;brudders&lt;/em&gt; to sing whatever song they like in their loudest voice. Making sure that people from the opposite block can hear them. I suspect all of them are under the 'Mouse' zodiac, cos they sounded like a bunch of mice. Or maybe it's because they sounded too horrible. Which is kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the next test is questions &amp;amp; answers. Every wrong answer = 50 push ups. Of cos the &lt;em&gt;brudders&lt;/em&gt; have to be the one to get the punishment. There's one qns which the answer that the groom gave was soooo sweet. The question was: When was the first time the 2 of you kissed? And the answer: Everytime feels like the first. *Aaawwwww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's 1 of the &lt;em&gt;brudder&lt;/em&gt;being punished. Poor dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the &lt;em&gt;brudders &lt;/em&gt;trying to snatch the answer sheet from the chief game master. Bad boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last test before we ask for 'ang pows' is to test whether the groom is able to take on hardship, whether he is strong enuff, and then to get him to peel and eat 2 hard boiled eggs within a min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chinese is what we called 'chi ku'. So he was given bitter gourd. Uncooked bitter gourd. Eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is to get him to carry one of his &lt;em&gt;brudders&lt;/em&gt;, run to the lift and back. But they cheated! Cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6110046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6110046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, EGGS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 'kai men hong bao', directly translated into 'open door ang pow' or whatever, they gave was really thick. But guess what's inside? A few pages from some magazine and 150 rupiah. What the hell. Got scolded by all of us. What do you mean by that huh huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was betta. Didn't really see how much is there, but I saw a $100 note. Not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then I was already hiding inside the room with bride and some of e sisters, cos there's 1 more round to go b4 seeing the bride. The groom was to kneel outside the locked door (on 1 knee of course) and recite a poem in hokkien. That was hilarious as he's cantonese and could only speak basic hokkien, if I'm not wrong. There's a translator aka his &lt;em&gt;brudder&lt;/em&gt;. All of us, including the bride was clutching our stomachs and laughing our heads off when he recited it. Muahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then toss 3 ang pows in before we let him in. But it doesn't end there. My cousin got him to do an irish dance b4 she say that she'll marry him. Evil bride. I'm gonna do that next time. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after much photo taking and rushing, we're finally off to the groom's house. Wahhhh damn far lor. Cousin stayed in bt panj, and he stays in tampines. Almost fell asleep in the car. Went to the area around Fullerton hotel to take somemore pictures. The weather was so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my cousin's house and the tea ceremony for the bride's side starts. And I'm off to PS to watch Mr n Mrs Smith. Nice show. Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is when they had the wedding dinner. It was held in The Pines along Stevens Road. Nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my sisters n I went early cos we were suppose to be the ushers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked so 'hiao' in this photo. Bah! I wanted to lean on the table, but my sister dun wanna budge from where she's standing. So that's why lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone commented how &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and bright I looked. My cousin's make up artist said I looked pretty. *Shy la* Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120055.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the aisle. I love the flower arrangements. We 'kapo-ed' a few roses back. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120056.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120056.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collarbones! I can see my collarbones!! Right from the throat area to my shoulders!! First time in ages sia! Haha~ The one in black is the bride's younger sister. She's now in India working. For 2 mths, go there 1 mth, come back for a wk, den go there for another mth. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120059.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120059.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the flower arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120061.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120061.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple. My cousin looked like a little girl wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower girls - Ah Min and Jia Jia. So cute right?? They are the babies which my aunt took care of a few years back. They grew up so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120068.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120068.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n Ah Min n Jia Jia n their baby teddies. They insisted that I wait for them to get their teddies cos they wanted them to be in the picture as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120075.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120075.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the flower girls. Jia Jia (the one with specs) actually threw rose petals directly at a lady, unintentionally. Dunno who was that, but the lady's expression was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120076.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120076.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the bride. So pretty! Si Jia, my other cousin got her to wave at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120077.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120077.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humongous and super fake cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120078.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120078.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of gown. I love this gown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120080.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120080.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120082.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'jiao bei jiu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120085.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120085.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to propose a toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120087.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120087.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss. Awwwww (That's my cousin's hand btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120089.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120089.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table 5. Current dish: Some veggie with sea cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I was so full that I couldn't eat anymore and decided to take random pictures. I like the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120096.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister was so full that she decided to 'ka jiao' my another cousin, who's getting married this coming January. Quite an artistic shot hur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120097.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120097.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120099.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120099.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120101.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120105.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120105.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken after the whole thing ends, and everyone had left, including my parents. My sisters n I stayed behind and be kaypohs, and of course waiting for my cousin to drive us home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120110.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120110.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my cousin's sister-in-law and her baby, Suzene. So cute right?! She understand a lot of languages wor. From Nepal language (whatever it is called), Japanese, English, Chinese n Hokkien. OMG. Her mother's from Nepal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6130143.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6130143.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6130147.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6130147.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual chocs, sweets, cakes, they gave us bears! So cute! Each of us have one. But alot of us took 1 more so as to make it a couple. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kapo-ed the roses from the flower arrangements along the aisle. Hehe!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120121.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120121.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, on PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120124.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120124.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh we caught up with the bridal car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/P6120116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/P6120116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the back of a lorry. So un-glam. I'm balding! Die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister look alike meh?! How come recently alot of people kept looking at us and commenting that we look like each other. It happened like 3 times went we went bugis the other day. And one of my cousin mistook her for me at first glance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111874486841096089?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111874486841096089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111874486841096089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111874486841096089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111874486841096089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/wedding-pines.html' title='Wedding @ The Pines'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111838741010416921</id><published>2005-06-10T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:10:10.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't bully</title><content type='html'>"DO NOT BULLY SMALL CARS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell off my chair when I saw this sentence, in BIG white font, all caps no less, on one of this really tiny car's back window while I was in bus 700.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do all I can to stop myself from screeching like a hyena, and ended up choking on my water. Pathetic I tell you. Luckily I was sitting right at the back, and there's not much people on the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111838741010416921?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111838741010416921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111838741010416921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111838741010416921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111838741010416921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/dont-bully.html' title='Don&apos;t bully'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111772683923139501</id><published>2005-06-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:40:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move it, move it!</title><content type='html'>"Penguin: You didn't see anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Penguin: Just smile and wave boys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Penguin: Cute and cuddly boys, cute and cuddly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zebra: This could be the best thing that happened to us. &lt;br /&gt;Lion: No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Julien the lemur king: I like to move it move it. I like to move it move it. I like to move it move it. You like to... Move it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Penguin: Don't give me excuses, give me results! *smack smack*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lion: Lady! What is wrong with you?! &lt;br /&gt;Old lady: Bad kitty! *Pow!*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zebra: Excuse me! You are biting my butt!&lt;br /&gt;Lion: No I'm not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maurice the lemur: Oh my, what big teeth you have...&lt;br /&gt;Julien the lemur king : Shame on you, Morris! You don't know how to see you had insulted the freak?! Haa. You must tell me, who the heck are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melman the giraffe is sooooooo cute! He's alwiz at the doctor's having his check ups and prescriptions and stuff. And of course Alex the lion - who is the king, and Marty the zebra - who did not know whether he's white with black stripes or black with white straps, and there's Glorio the sassy hippo, and the psychotic penguins - who kept wanting to go the Antartica. Oh and there's Mort the cute little lemur with big watery eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should go watch Madagascar. It is so funny! It's been a while since I laughed so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111772683923139501?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111772683923139501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111772683923139501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111772683923139501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111772683923139501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/06/move-it-move-it.html' title='Move it, move it!'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111692899088156579</id><published>2005-05-24T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:05:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurgh</title><content type='html'>I am feeling so disgusted now. Why? Cos of a taxi driver. Went West Mall after work to buy sth, and decided to take cab back cos i'm really tired and my feet hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got on a comfort cab. On the way home, keep feeling that the driver is looking at me thru the mirror. At first I thought that he was looking at the traffic behind, but cos he kept looking into the mirror, den I became suspicious. I stared into the mirror and caught him in the 'act'. Glared fiercely at him and looked out of the car. Just when he turn into my neighbourhood, I need to look at him again so as to give him the directions. And guess what he did?! He was doing some disgusting stuff with his tongue while staring at me. He was like rubbing his upper lips back and forth with his tongue. I was like so disgusted lor. Glared at him again and added a loud 'tsk'. Gave him the directions to the shopping centre near my place instead of the road into my place. After he gave me the change, he still dare ask "xiao jie, you kong ke yi lian luo ma?" - Loosely translated into "Miss, can we keep in contact?" OMG! I gave him a very disgusted face *I hope* and went out of the car, slamming the door real hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lor, you are old enough to be my father, and I'm young enough to be ur youngest daughter out of ur 5 children. For god's sake, pick someone your own age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think of it... I should have taken down his car plate number and complain. Harrasement sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So utterly disgusted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111692899088156579?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111692899088156579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111692899088156579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111692899088156579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111692899088156579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/05/eurgh.html' title='Eurgh'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111592033864408359</id><published>2005-05-13T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:56:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Finally changed the layout of my blog. A huge diff from the previous one. Lighter, sweeter, more innocent, not rebellious - tho I still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going museum later. Hopefully can take photos. Will be posting them up as Sher's bringing her camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go off to bed now. Even tho I am itching to finish reading Dan Brown's - Angels and Demons. I am soooo addicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111592033864408359?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111592033864408359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111592033864408359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111592033864408359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111592033864408359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111583422773915366</id><published>2005-05-11T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:51:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls day out</title><content type='html'>Met up with the girls yesterday afternoon. It's been so long since we've seen each other, from prom till now and it's like close to a mth!! ARHHH!! Missed you guys!! Went town and find Lizzie who's working. Her manager is a doll! So cute ah he. Very farnie guy, he didnt mind that all 4 of us kept talking and laughing inside the store. Not only that he even get Lizzie to go help him buy a cd during work. DURING work. Like how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with a Guess watch and bag and dress. Die liao &lt;em&gt;laaaaah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner in the Scotts foodcourt. Thai food. I almost cried while eating the 'Tom Yam Seafood Kway Teow'. Damn spicy and sour lor... Couldnt finish it cos it's such a big bowl. But then, the food not very nice la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back into Scotts and rotted in Coffee bean. It was freezing so I ordered Hot Choc. Not nice one. Too milky. Eurgh. Regretted it. Lizzie came to find us during her 30 mins break. Slack ard, took pictures, and she went back. After a while, she came back and proceeded to drag us off to HMV, cos her manager wanted to get a cd after listening to the songs she brought to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we went back to Scotts, it's time for her to knock off, and we went Lido for supper. Shared 9 piece nuggets, salted popcorn and Ice lemon tea *finally no coke*. Seems like we alwiz have nuggets for supper. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat there and talk and laugh for ard 1+ hr, decided to meet again on Fri cos Lizzie's off. We are going to act as tourists and visit museums!! Haha~ so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111583422773915366?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111583422773915366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111583422773915366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111583422773915366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111583422773915366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/05/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls day out'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111364397213074014</id><published>2005-04-16T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T17:53:45.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the wings of the butterfly</title><content type='html'>*Warning! Photo-whore coming up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th April 2005 was the day when NP - School of BA's graduation/prom dinner was held, with the theme 'On the wings of the butterfly', held in Singapore Marriot Hotel - Level 3 Grand ballroom, at 6.30pm. (It actually officially started at 7.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also the day where everyone 'plays' dress-up with gowns, dresses, shirts, pants, coats, makeup, hairspray, gel, killer heels, leather shoes, glitzy handbags and whatever else that is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was also the case for me. Woke up at 11am, prepared everything and went to fetch Sher from her house. Then went down to Bishan J8 to meet Cindy at 2pm for our makeup appointment with Kanebo. I did my makeup first while Cindy did her nails in some counter behind me. I love all the makeup colors! So niceeee. Then, Sher did hers, while Cindy took a picture of me, and Cindy was the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/After_makeup.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/After_makeup.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the traffic light near Bishan interchange for Sher's mum to come fetch us, all the while felt very conscious of ppl's funny looks and overlong stares. Went down to Jalan Lew Lian to style our hair. The stylist is really really good! Those who wanted to do their hair, I would recommend you guys to her. I can say she is better, if not as good as the professionals, not forgetting it's really cheap too. We did our hair for $12 each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher and Cindy had their hair up, while mine was down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/After_styling.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/After_styling.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They suggest I put a flower in my hair cos it looked very simple. Went out with Sher to buy a white flower from a nearby florist. Wanted to buy a white lily, but the lilies there looked a lil dead, so in the end, we bought a white daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/White_daisy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/White_daisy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them said I look very innocent yesterday as compared to them, especially with the flower, cos both of them look really wild with their eye makeup and hair. But I really am very innocent what, don't need to act =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to Marriot, and Lizzie took a short break from her job to come and meet us. (She's working in Guess at Scotts) Took a few pictures there while waiting for the rest to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Cindy_Me_Sher.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Cindy_Me_Sher.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Cindy_Lizzie_Me_Sher_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Cindy_Lizzie_Me_Sher_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie went back after that, and we were left on our own. Took some more pictures. Cindy and me started acting cute with our No2 sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Cindy_Me_acting_cute.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Cindy_Me_acting_cute.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Sher_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Sher_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started people-watching while waiting for the rest. At first, we thought we were very underdressed cos we saw a lot of people wearing long gowns and looking very elegant and prom-like. But as more and more people reach, we felt tt we look rather normal, and tt some are overdressed. =) There are several sexy outfits. Alot of people came in black outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a lot of pictures as more and more of TB17 people turned up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/AdS_Yt_AdT_Cin_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/AdS_Yt_AdT_Cin_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/AdelineT_AdelineS_Me_Sher_Yanting_Cindy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/AdelineT_AdelineS_Me_Sher_Yanting_Cindy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organizing committee set up a few tables at the lobby area to 'entertain' us while we wait for the ballroom door to open. There's 'Polaroid', 'Nail Art', and 'Tattoos'. A lot of us went to do the butterfly tattoos, so as to go with the theme. Only Sher did a tribal one, cos her butterfly tattoo cannot stick onto her skin. The person said it is because she's too cold, that's why the tattoo could not stick. But we all think that Sher's too cold-blooded =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me and my butterfly tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/My_butterfly_tattoo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/My_butterfly_tattoo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some more photos while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Zy_David_Hz_Ej_me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Zy_David_Hz_Ej_me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Sher_Yanting_AdelineS_AdelineT_Me_Engjio_Zhengyi_Cindy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Sher_Yanting_AdelineS_AdelineT_Me_Engjio_Zhengyi_Cindy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally it's time to go in. We are all famished as non of us had a decent lunch due to all the preparations. We are seated some where in the middle of the ballroom at table 13. *Yes yes... I looked very out of place with my turquoise dress.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Table_13.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Table_13.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had balloons for decorations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Balloons%21%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Balloons%21%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken while waiting for the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Cindy_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Cindy_Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Sher-Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Sher-Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there is rather good. It's a 5-course western dinner. But a few of us ate too much bread to really enjoy the main course. There's yummy salmon for starters, then mushroom soup, followed by chicken thigh cooked in herb or sth like that, not forgetting desserts - my favourite choc truffle!! Oh, and there's also pieces of chocolates for everyone. Delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emcee - Frankie was hilarious in a lame and 'cold' way, but he's cute! Games were organized and played and our side, which consists of Biz studies students, won!! Prom King and Queen was chosen, both are from Accountancy, which is expected as out of the 5 guys and gals contestants, they are the only people from Accountancy. And not forgetting they are a couple already. Haha~ but anyway, the both of them look really good - the guy is handsome, the girl is pretty. Good looking couples are really hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Prom_King_%26_Queen_from_ACC.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Prom_King_%26_Queen_from_ACC.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky draw was held, and I finally won sth from a lucky draw. But the prize is rather lame la... Haha~ it's a bag from McDonald's since McDonald's is one of the sponsors -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I almost forgot about the box of chocolate that was given to us at the end. The picture is not very clear. The words on the 2 pieces of chocs are 'On the wings of the butterfly - School of BA graduation prom night 15th April 2005' I've just eaten one of it. It's yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/On_the_wings_of_the_butterfly_Sch_of_BA_Grad_Prom_Night_15-4-2005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/On_the_wings_of_the_butterfly_Sch_of_BA_Grad_Prom_Night_15-4-2005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was party time at ard 11pm. A few of us went out to the lobby for more picture taking as the ballroom became dark and misty and LOUD. We went crazy and started taking pictures to show off our tattoos, not forgetting acting cute with the no1, 2, 5 poses. But I will only be showing 1 and not all of them. Go to my &lt;a href="http://snowluv.multiply.com"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; if u guys want to see all. Bleahz!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Me_Sher_Cindy_showing_off_tattoos.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Me_Sher_Cindy_showing_off_tattoos.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a picture with the emcee - Frankie. He is soooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/Sher_Cindy_Emcee-Frankie_Me_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Sher_Cindy_Emcee-Frankie_Me_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Cindy's bf came to pick her up, and Lizzie still at the airport sending her friend, who's going back to Germany, off, Sher and me decided tt it's time to head home. We walked down to Far East taxi stand to catch our cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Me_Sher_Far-East.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Me_Sher_Far-East.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet were already hurting at this point of time, but the lucky thing is I didn't fall and sprain my ankles! Heh~ Look at how high the heels are! It's around 9 cm lor, which is alot higher than the usual 4-5 cm heels I normally wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/heels.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/heels.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get very 'zi lian' in the cab, and took a lot of pictures. The driver must be thinking that I'm crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/50/Me_in_cab_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/Me_in_cab_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of School of BA's Graduation Prom Nite 2005 - On the wings of the butterfly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111364397213074014?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111364397213074014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111364397213074014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111364397213074014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111364397213074014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-wings-of-butterfly.html' title='On the wings of the butterfly'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111345602414954941</id><published>2005-04-14T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:20:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sweet!</title><content type='html'>Aaaaaawwww... This is just so sweet!! Take a min or 2 to read this, I promise you won't regret it. These are what the 4 - 8 years old think when posed the question - What does love mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca- age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." &lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." &lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." &lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." &lt;br /&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," &lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Noelle - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." &lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." &lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." &lt;br /&gt; Elaine-age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." &lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." &lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." &lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." &lt;br /&gt;(what an image) Karen - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." &lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." &lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The winner was a four-year-old child whose next-door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried when I read the last one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111345602414954941?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111345602414954941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111345602414954941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111345602414954941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111345602414954941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-sweet.html' title='So sweet!'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111226146695025124</id><published>2005-03-31T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:35:10.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks huh</title><content type='html'>All thx to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Nel, I know u want it to be very very prominent. Dun deny it. Wakakakaka). Wat I always thought to be true but trying really hard not to admit it, had been thrown into my face just 2 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM AN &lt;a href="http://www.dogbomb.co.uk/idiot-test/"&gt;IDIOT&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;-- Go take e test)&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am in self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:: Tml is the last paper for my entire poly life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111226146695025124?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111226146695025124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111226146695025124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111226146695025124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111226146695025124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/thanks-huh.html' title='thanks huh'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111177967056027615</id><published>2005-03-26T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T06:19:57.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peaceful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Time:: 3.37 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ is currently sleeping peacefully on my bed, snuggled up against my MashiMaro, while I sit infront of my laptop typing away. Felt like ka jiao-ing him. *evil laff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why is he in my room? Cos I dun feel like studyin alone.. so carried him in, like a baby. He's SoOoOo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/JJ_is_so_cuteee~.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/JJ_is_so_cuteee~.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame... I am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever... Going back to study. 7 days to last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Time:: 4.45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell! I'm procrastinating. Been reading lots of blogs. Since I'm in such a lame mood today (er yesterday), mayb I should take a photo and post it up like wat many other blog-ders had done so. Check this out &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/03/im_too_sexy_for_1.html"&gt;'I'm too sexy for my blog'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mine will b termed 'I'm too act-cute for my blog' as I am not, and never will b sexy.&lt;br /&gt;How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like studying, but I have to. And I'm hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that VERY hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Time:: 6.18am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to appease my growling and dissatisfied stomach with 2 half-boiled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with calories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111177967056027615?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111177967056027615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111177967056027615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111177967056027615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111177967056027615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/peaceful.html' title='peaceful'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111034560392955766</id><published>2005-03-09T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:20:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBS</title><content type='html'>IBS stand-up presentation over.. Muahahaha! That's the end of IBS. Forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous I juz started rambling thru' and not following my script. Whatever.. Main pt is that it's over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111034560392955766?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111034560392955766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111034560392955766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111034560392955766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111034560392955766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/ibs_09.html' title='IBS'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111030010793538708</id><published>2005-03-09T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:41:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ibs</title><content type='html'>IBS stand-up presentation in 8 hours 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111030010793538708?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111030010793538708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111030010793538708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111030010793538708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111030010793538708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/ibs.html' title='ibs'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-111004529540238602</id><published>2005-03-06T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T01:54:55.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>I am super brain dead... and my shuai shuai de, Takeshi Kaneshiro look-alike doctor still not here yet! (nvm if u dun understand, private joke.. lolx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! So now talkin to Sher while she compile the LLM proj which is due on Monday... and stupid Hakim still haven send her! SMS him aso no reply.. Idiot.. Dunno where he die-d to.. Somemore all of us were suppose to send to Sher on Fri lor... Till now he still haven send.. *conk his head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tot of a name for the resort we were suppose to 'construct' for e LLM proj.. "Coastal Grandeur" sounds nice? Got casino wor! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1 proj down.. 2 more to go.. 1 due on 16/3.. Another due on 18/3.. Den exams startin on 24/3 -_-" No time to study wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for Graduation dinner and chalet!! Haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth super itchy now... But there's nth to eat now... Sian... Where did all the goodies go to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit! Juz remembered that I have IBS stand up presentation on this comin Wed.. and I haven do yet.. &gt;_&lt; Dunno how to do! HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-111004529540238602?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/111004529540238602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=111004529540238602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111004529540238602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/111004529540238602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110985277174052410</id><published>2005-03-03T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:26:11.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omigod</title><content type='html'>OMG!! I've juz received the letter from MOE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nervous. chew on lower lip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am pleased to inform you that you have been shortlisted for an interview for the course."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stunned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *screams hysterically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sis passed me the letter... I juz stared at it for 3 minutes... Den told Sher n Cindy abt it (we are talkin in msn together)... Didn't dare to open the letter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation goes... ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: omg! i juz receive the NIE letter!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: really!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: =|&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: wad did it say?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: i dun dare to open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: close ya eyes and open it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: open open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: quik quik tell us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: if good news.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: errrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: jie qi must give us a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: OMG!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: u r in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: i am pleased to inform u that u have been shortlisted for an interview!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: rite????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: ahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: CONGRATS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: we are having a treat fm jie qi tml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: congrats girl1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: *hugs tightly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy:: hee........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher:: u muz jiayou at the interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:: i'm goin to faint..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110985277174052410?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110985277174052410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110985277174052410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110985277174052410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110985277174052410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/03/omigod.html' title='omigod'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110957501738196138</id><published>2005-02-28T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:23:25.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o levels</title><content type='html'>Aahh.. today's the day where the dragon babies get their 'O' level results. Seems like yesterday when i got mine.. (HEY!! I'm not THAT old!! -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from my mum that my sis got 7 A1s, 1 A2, and 1 B3... so that means she will be stayin in NJ... She is bian tai!!! 7 A1s!!! Crazy girl!!! I mean a total of 8 As lor!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not experiencin a bout of sour grapes since I am perfectly happy where I am now including all the projs n late nites and deadlines n exams n whatnots. I will juz flunk my promos and get retained and then fail my 'A's if I get into JC..  Juz felt really OMG!! I will seriously kowtow to her if she gets straight As for her 'A' levels, 4 'A' level subjs, no less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I take back wat I said abt kowtow-ing to her.. Cos I think that will happen.. That is, b4 she goes crazy with all the work in NJ.. or I myself go crazy by helpin her with her Econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breast cancer is more common than I thought. Don't ask. Nothing is confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't, and I mean DON'T ever sneak up on me and scare me unless u want me to start screaming at u and slapping u silly! I almost slapped my youngest sister bcos of that. Here I am trying my very best to finish up my ATM worksheets (which are killin me), concentrating really hard on all the w/s and the map and my resource guide... and there she was sneakin up on me and yelling 'BOO!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, my heart almost explode! I screamed at her and she still have the cheek to laugh at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I might just slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have no mood to finish up my worksheets, cos the frantic beating of my heart has not slow down yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110957501738196138?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110957501738196138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110957501738196138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110957501738196138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110957501738196138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-levels.html' title='o levels'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110951623813978187</id><published>2005-02-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T23:00:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizdiva.net/bt/scorpio-love.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Scorpio - Your Love Profile&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're red hot passion makes anyone you date feel extremely wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty, to the point of doing anything to protect your lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mysterious and charismatic - and you easily draw people in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be paranoid and think that the worst is going on with your lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn cold and mean at the first sign of conflict in relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes become obsessed with dates - so much so that you develop jealousy early on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will take the time to win you over. Not an easy task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is able to keep up with your &lt;em&gt;carnal appetite&lt;/em&gt;... lots of stamina needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;er.. carnal appetite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reassures you of their love and loyalty on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your dating style:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense. You prefer to stay in with take out and conversation - so that no one else is distracting you and your date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot. New partners have trouble believing that your libido is for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have incredible sexual intuition - you always know what your lover craves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit bossy. You know what you want, and you certainly aren't afraid to ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so secretive with your love - they want you the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of your jealousy. Your partner has chosen *you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time alone, doing things you love. It will help you be less obsessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best place to meet someone online: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/eharmony.html"&gt;eHarmony&lt;/a&gt; - your best bet at screening out untrustworthy people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best color to attract mate:&lt;/b&gt; Dark red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best day for a date:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your free love profile at &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110951623813978187?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110951623813978187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110951623813978187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110951623813978187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110951623813978187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-profile.html' title='love profile'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110791471970582327</id><published>2005-02-09T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T10:05:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new yr</title><content type='html'>ok so happy new yr!! may u guys get lotsa lotsa ang pows!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been up since.. 830 this morning and its 10 now.. totally prepared and ready to go. cept for 1 thing.. ok 2 things.. my mum and dad not ready yet.. bah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vainpot aka mum is doin her makeup in my room.. using MY makeup... *mutter mutter grumble grumble* everyone is using my stuff!! watever.. i shall be very very generous and big hearted.. rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is goin to take ages to prepare.. he's worse than a woman! my god.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i take some photos while waitin?? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110791471970582327?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110791471970582327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110791471970582327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110791471970582327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110791471970582327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-new-yr.html' title='happy new yr'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110761561520821113</id><published>2005-02-05T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:41:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit</title><content type='html'>HOLY COW!! I BROKE MY NAILS WHILE PEELING (right word?) A MANDARIN ORANGE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my mum my nails confirm will break cos they are too blardy soft.. dun ask me why.. but i can bent all my nails forward till they touch the top pad of my fingers.. *shivers* but she said.. this orange's skin very soft.. wont break one la.. and proceed to wipe the shelves.. ignoring me.. bah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was happily peeling the mandarin orange.. all the while tryin to make sure that my nails wont break and restart my comp.. but alas! nail still break.. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started screamin blue murder cos i bought this manicure polish set which cost me $15.. was still plannin to use it on new yr.. BUT this kinda thing have to happen now! like.. NOW!! bah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showed mum my nails.. and she smiled at me.. =| and still sae.. if u can break ur nails while peelin mandarin orange.. den how are u gonna peel the skin of normal orange which has really hard skin?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er... guess i'm juz gonna stick to orange juice.. which i MUCH prefer anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching road trip2.. paris hilton and nicole richie was hilarious... AND evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! b4 i forgot.. some creep stalked me last nite... creepy... went downstairs to return vcd... was mindin my biz while goin home when this guy followed me.. didnt really find it THAT weird cos i dun own my block... reached home and was openin the gate when i saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye.. turned ard and saw a flash of white (note:: the guy was wearin white top and a white cap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave a shrug and fumbled through my little purse for another key for e main door(my key chain broke =x) saw the shadow again.. didnt give it much thought and open the main door.. turned ard and glare at the guy.. he moved back really fast.. tot i didnt see him.. went in.. talked to my sis while keepin an eye @ e stairway... creepy guy still there... but he shrank back when he saw me lookin at him.. he was there for a while.. after the 3rd or 4th time i turned back... he's gone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my mum bout it.. and she said it might b the guy living on the 5th floor.. how she know?? cos there's a guy, who's a little kuku in the head livin on e 5th floor and he wears a white hat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh psychos.. why do i alwiz see psychos?! gonna watch my back from now on.. someone once taught me a few defensive moves... he said either go for the balls or the throat.. if can go for the eyes too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all e psychos out there.. unless u wan to go away sounding like an eunuch aka 'tai jian' or becomin an eunuch or missing ur eyes... dun mess with me. Period. *innocent smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110761561520821113?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110761561520821113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110761561520821113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110761561520821113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110761561520821113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/02/damnit.html' title='damnit'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110701935555080751</id><published>2005-01-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:40:00.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what?</title><content type='html'>ok.. so go to this page for ur vampire name.. http://www.emmadavies.net/vampire/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did mine and here's results.. (have 's' cos search for both name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieQi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empress of Flesh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known in some parts of the world as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seductress of The Banat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Archives Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true child of the night, making merry of everything and light of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duchess of Flesh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known in some parts of the world as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seductress of Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Archives Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty, unstoppable and vicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have some similarities there.. haha i'm gettin lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so will b goin Intercontinental Hotel tml for this ntu talk abt the courses available.. and i haven even study for my llm test which is on monday! gosh!! haven study for test and here i am thinking abt gettin into uni.. i muz b crazy! but anyway.. gonna go start consolidatin my notes like rite now.. hope i dun give up halfway and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodiloo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i didnt give up halfway and go to sleep.. but i did give up halfway and went to look thru my sec sch yrbooks.. dunno why.. juz suddenly felt like diggin into the box and drag 4 yrbooks out.. looked thru all of them and i found Adeline from my current class... she looks so cute!!! didnt realize she was actually from my sch until a few mths back she told me when she saw me wearin e swiss carnival tshirt.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss swiss.. *shrugs* i missed the pasta there!! yummy!! and the custard *is it custard?* which they are not allowed to sell 'guang ming zhen da-ly' haha!! missed sec 4 days.. 4E3 the notorious class which, i guess, almost all the teachers dun like but only Mrs Yap and Mrs Mano believing in us =P when all of us were bz pia-ing thru the stack of maths papers that mrs mano gave us.. stayed back till quite late.. had cheerleading practices during that time too.. yea.. the 1 yr old cheerleadin squad which no teachers dare to be in charge after that.. haha! but hey! we got 3rd in the national cheerleadin competition hor!! with lotsa ppl n teachers thinkin we will not make it and with no professional guidance no less!! *proud look* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remembered wat Mrs Mano said to our class.. go marry a rich old man/woman and get their inheritance.. muahahaha! cos alot of us dun like to study.. and our grades were like damn bleah!! *yea u guessed it* but we still managed to prove alot of ppl wrong when we got our o's results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remembered in sec 3 (or is it 4?) when the whole level had this 'conference' thingy with the principals.. managed to get several rules changed like allowin us to wear sports shoes.. provided its white base.. allowing to carry handphones to sch provided we dun use in class.. but now.. after they change principal.. every privelige gone.. bah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. back to study!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110701935555080751?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110701935555080751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110701935555080751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110701935555080751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110701935555080751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/guess-what.html' title='guess what?'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110666662757943661</id><published>2005-01-25T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:23:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>er... today.. ate alot.. especially cheesecakes! (omg i'm gettin fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went suntec first.. after dat marina mandarin.. to have lunch.. its buffet lunch.. the food alright la.. haha but got my fav dessert!!! choc truffle!! YUMMY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us were so full when the staff brought out cheesecake.. muz b see us very full already den bring out so no one will eat, and so the staff can eat.. haha meanies! anyway the cheese cake very nice.. got mango cheese n (if i not wrong) new york cheese.. mmm mm mmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! got this manager very kuku.. we wanted to go washroom.. but den the only washroom at that floor has a long queue.. so we walked ard.. findin other washrooms.. asked this manager who's nearby and he told us.. its at the other side.. we walked 1 whole round back to the same spot.. and guess wat? no washrooms -_-" in the end.. we went back to the same one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up for hotel inspection.. brought us to the exclusive club suite (forgot wat's the name of the club).. not very nice sia.. juz.. got more facilities lor.. we also went to this presidential suite.. the whole place is so big! its like a home away from home lor.. still got suana inside e toilet somemore.. i wonder why there's like 2 toilet bowls in 1 toilet.. haha!! they got a kitchen.. 2 toilets.. living room area.. big big tv.. a bedroom.. and its big.. but then.. furniture not nice.. decor ok only.. lolx! guess how much does such room cost per nite?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its freaking S$3000/nite!! omg!! today is the first n the last time i get to step into a presidential suite for my entire lifetime.. sad right? oh unless i marry a rich old man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to end @ 6pm.. but bcos there's no wine tasting.. (damnit!) we went off @ 3+ or 4.. went suntec walk walk with sher, cindy n lizzie.. plannin to watch movie but no shows to watch.. den all of us went to Celedere (dunno spellin correct or not) to slack.. and yea.. sher, lizzie n me bought 1 cheesecake each.. again.. both of em had new york cheese.. n i had cookies n cream cheese... *double yummy!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i muz stop eatin so much junk for e nx few decades or so.. or i will follow lizzie and 'die young and fat' haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! saw 2 cross dressers in city hall today.. omg so er xin! was @ bus stop waitin for bus when i saw them.. my god.. 1 was wearin spag top n jeans.. another was intube n short skirt n boots.. @_@ why do i alwiz see such stuff? where did all e cute guys go to?! shoulda go take mrt with sher they all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! have to wake up @ like 6 am tml cos need to meet in sch @ 815..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110666662757943661?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110666662757943661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110666662757943661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110666662757943661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110666662757943661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110649463708289210</id><published>2005-01-23T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:40:59.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good hair day</title><content type='html'>i had an extremely good hair day today and who get to see it? NOONE! well except my student.. my dog.. ppl who went to bp plaza library today.. thats it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come i nv get 'extremely good hair day' on a sch day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwiz go to sch with my hair lookin like straws... bloody hair dryer nv work with me at all.. giving me hay-like hair on lotsa-ppl-from-sch-with-beautiful-hair-wkdays, and tame n silky hair on a stay-home-and-rot-sunday.. BAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. dumb msn messenger had been goin bonkers for e whole day.. it suddenly logged me out and wont let me go back in! idiot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110649463708289210?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110649463708289210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110649463708289210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110649463708289210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110649463708289210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/good-hair-day.html' title='good hair day'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110569708932056558</id><published>2005-01-14T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:38:46.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inbound trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;weee~ got the itinerary for the inbound trip during study break wk.. its a 4 days event.. from 24/1 to 27/1.. whole trip costs abt $83.. where on earth do i find this money?? cannot go shopping for new clothes liao!! muz go find sponsor aka mummy =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/1 timing abit kuku.. need to reach sch by 10 am for this talk by STB n/or NATAS.. and its in sch.. nvm.. at 12pm we can go home liao.. like -_-" haha can go shoppin after dat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/1 goin to suntec to listen to a presentation/lecture.. after dat will b goin to Marina Mandarin hotel for hotel visits n inspection and also!! lunch + wine tasting!! muahahahaha~~ wine tasting wor~~ =x timin is from 1000-1800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/1 kuku timing again!!! have to reach sch @ 815.. super duper early lor.. will b takin a coach from sch to this Internal security dept heritage centre.. sian.. talks abt terrorists n stuff like dat if i'm not wrong.. cos i remembered doin this proj for WISP.. hhmm timin from 0900-1200.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/1 need to b at sch from 1000-1200 for a closing lect.. den after dat go for lunch n meet back in sch to consolidate data n work on our integrated proj for this trip.. THEN!! will b goin to night safari n have dinner (if i'm not wrong) there!! hehe~ get to eat dinner with e tigers n lions n elephants.. and i hope that they have good table manners.. hhmmmm... whole trip will officially end @ 2100~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think that i have my common test on the following monday 31/1... no time to study sia hahahah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some tests juz now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chihuahua Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/chihuahua-puppy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small, high strung, and loyal.&lt;br /&gt;You do best in the city with a adults - young kids could crush you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/puppyquiz/index.php"&gt;What Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+6;color:#0000cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn THAT is really true.. how did it know my age?? hhmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/musical.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.&lt;br /&gt;Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110569708932056558?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110569708932056558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110569708932056558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110569708932056558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110569708932056558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/inbound-trip.html' title='inbound trip'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110551063081382602</id><published>2005-01-12T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:17:10.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea</title><content type='html'>weee~ 1st call over n done with.. got ard 4 more wks of break to the 2nd sales call~ muahahahha!! and guess wat? i got A- for today's sales call!! unbelievable!! *shriek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. the qns that i prepared to ask were almost rubbish.. cos i even have to ask anything! well mayb 2-3 qns.. cos henry (dats e tutor) gave me ALL e info that i need to know! so yea.. pretty easy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry too much huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110551063081382602?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110551063081382602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110551063081382602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110551063081382602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110551063081382602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/yea.html' title='yea'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110543946383401886</id><published>2005-01-11T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T18:42:30.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>bah! wats wrong with my taggie!! screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a MAJOR presentation tml.. ok not that major.. given that its the 1st of 3 such presentation.. sales call nonetheless.. and i hate sales!! totally detest it! but its required in this module *shrugs* anyway the teacher is fun and he kept callin me vivien.. like wat the? he had been callin me that since sch starts.. whole class asked him why call me vivien.. and he said i have the face for that name.. *double wat the* haha! so guess i should juz go n change my name to vivien.. on second tots.. i dun really like that name n i already had 1 of my own =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to the presentation aka sales call.. dunno why felt seriously stress.. nah i know why.. cos i hate presentation.. lolx but since this is like 1 to 1.. should b alright la.... like who am i kidding?! it is NOT alright.. its HELL!! and out of e whole class.. i am e 2nd one doing it!! ok.. some of u guys sae that being 2nd is good.. cos his expectation level is at the lowest.. but to me.. even being 1st is not good! why? cos i suks @ presentation.. big time! n i hate small talk.. which is required too.. its like a real formal sales call to a real company.. argh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm rambling n not making any sense.. thats wat stress can do to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will just go hide under my blankie with my trusted pillow n pretend that time had stopped n tml will NEVER EVER be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodiloo~ *wave fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110543946383401886?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110543946383401886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110543946383401886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110543946383401886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110543946383401886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110534689892886506</id><published>2005-01-10T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T18:42:27.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sth diff</title><content type='html'>noticed anything diff bout my blog? haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. took off e music.. and added 2 new stuff on e left side &lt;-&lt;br /&gt;decided to change my blog music but cant decide whether which song to put.. sooo.. put both up! lolx! love these 2 songs.. juz press e play button n u'll b able to hear it~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god! cant believe i had such a blur sister.. and to think she went into NJ.. *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she.. after goin to orchard for e past few mths.. still can call me today and ask me.. 'i now at taka, goin home soon.. go where and take 190 arh?'.. and to think that she went taka yesterday.. *bang head* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she called juz now.. saein that she's @ e bus stop now.. which is like 6.30pm.. told her that bus gonna b damn cramped n sure traffic jam.. cos alot of ppl goin home now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "take bus comfirm kena jam one.. somemore very packed"&lt;br /&gt;she: "huh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "go take mrt.. no jam" &lt;br /&gt;she: "izzit?!" (very loud somemore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*diao!* like how does mrt have traffic jam?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110534689892886506?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110534689892886506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110534689892886506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110534689892886506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110534689892886506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/sth-diff.html' title='sth diff'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110509149515537808</id><published>2005-01-07T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T17:51:35.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day at zoo</title><content type='html'>this is a late post for the zoo trip.. went to zoo on wed.. so fun!! only 7 peeps went.. haha not really considered as a class outin.. but anyway.. it is still fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took alot of pics.. not me actually cos my phone memory full -_-".. so only managed to take a few photos usin my phone.. walked 1 whole round of e zoo.. it's been so long since i last went.. that was bout.. 8-10 yrs back?! sooooo long!! anyway.. back to the photos.. the rest of them took alot of animals photos.. haha main purpose of them bringin cam is to take pics of us.. but once we reached there.. all were so excited that they kept snappin at the animals lolx!! but managed to get a few pics of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to children's world.. and found out 1 thing.. donkeys are damn horny.. actually found out 2 things.. there are some donkeys which are actually GAYS!! OMG!! that is like so NC16 and not fit for e kid's eyes.. lolx!! shall not go into all the details except that we saw 1 donkey (lets name it donkey A) getting abit the erhem 'high'.. and all by it's own (we didnt touch him at all!!) juz got high on himself.. haha.. it relaxed for a while.. and then!! lo and behold came another donkey (donkey B) which we tot was a female (but turn out to b male) cos donkey A was sniffing donkey B's butt and licking it *EeEEeeEwWWWWww!!* and then... donkey A got damn high again!! donkey B looked quite disgusted.. hahaha!! *rollin on floor laughing like mad* thats what all of us literally did when we find out that B's a guy..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh OH!! in the same donkey's den.. there's this old white horsie! so cute!! i love horses!! its totally white in color!! like bai ma wang zi like dat.. he came over to the fence and we took pics with it.. so docile~ he actually stood there and let us pet it.. so guai right? i wanna have my own horse!! actually he juz wanted to get into the limelight la.. haha but he kept lookin at us with those big gentle eyes.. aaahh~~ *i'm fallin in love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm enuff of crap hahaha.. here's e pics.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pic taken that is NOT of animals.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy n eng jio with white horsie @ children's world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/5.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/5.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n adeline with horsie again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sher n me with white tiger in background.. (too bright la.. cannot see e tiger.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/9.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/9.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grp photo 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/11.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/11.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grp photo 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/1024/13.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/13.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye zoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will b posting more up if i can get my hands on some more =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110509149515537808?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110509149515537808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110509149515537808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110509149515537808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110509149515537808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-at-zoo.html' title='day at zoo'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-110267773543122837</id><published>2004-12-10T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T19:22:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 real feelings of girls</title><content type='html'>found this in friendster bulletin board.. quite true wor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we are made of guys... &lt;br /&gt;30 real feelings of gurls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think they're true, pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't? Pass it on anyway, maybe &lt;br /&gt;someone else will think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't&lt;br /&gt;crying, it means she's crying in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done&lt;br /&gt;something wrong, it's best to give her some&lt;br /&gt;time to cool down before touching her heart &lt;br /&gt;with an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the&lt;br /&gt;guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for&lt;br /&gt;her to 'get over him' after the relationship's&lt;br /&gt;over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on&lt;br /&gt;her mind every minute of the day, even &lt;br /&gt;though&lt;br /&gt;she flirts with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares&lt;br /&gt;deep into her eyes, she will melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but &lt;br /&gt;usually &lt;br /&gt;not sure how to react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very&lt;br /&gt;often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes&lt;br /&gt;her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go&lt;br /&gt;easy on the smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break&lt;br /&gt;it to her gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject &lt;br /&gt;her, leave her alone for a while. If you still&lt;br /&gt;treat her as a friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel.&lt;br /&gt;Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways &lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;expressing themselves (which explains why&lt;br /&gt;most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in &lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the&lt;br /&gt;first time, the girl may act uninterested during&lt;br /&gt;the call. But as soon as the phone is back on&lt;br /&gt;the hook, she will whoop with joy and&lt;br /&gt;immediately start telephoning her friends to&lt;br /&gt;spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with &lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;first. Let her get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you &lt;br /&gt;because she has to study, leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call &lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask &lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great&lt;br /&gt;reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll&lt;br /&gt;wonder why she never noticed him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl,&lt;br /&gt;read romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl &lt;br /&gt;would&lt;br /&gt;first check who is standing next to her crush &lt;br /&gt;before actually looking at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her &lt;br /&gt;memory, but the guy she loves now stays in &lt;br /&gt;her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls love having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A girl's best friends usually know best &lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;she is feeling and going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to &lt;br /&gt;them just to get close to their 'prettier' friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and &lt;br /&gt;happiness&lt;br /&gt;to a girl, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care &lt;br /&gt;about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who &lt;br /&gt;will &lt;br /&gt;love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Girls want nothing more than to feel &lt;br /&gt;loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass it on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-110267773543122837?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/110267773543122837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=110267773543122837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110267773543122837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/110267773543122837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/12/30-real-feelings-of-girls.html' title='30 real feelings of girls'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109871236925589749</id><published>2004-10-25T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:52:49.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day</title><content type='html'>first day of work.. nth much to sae... cos didnt do much.. morning reached at 9.. went over to do a medical checkup.. follow by a typhoid jab (my arm aches like hell after that jab).. den went to do a x-ray.. and went ocbc to open an account cos the hotel will b puttin my pay in that account... by the time i went back to the hotel.. its already 11++.. changed into e uniform.. put on name tag and stockings and black shoes.. (god i hate stockings)waited a while and e restaurant manager came up to fetch me.. brought me ard.. did a quick orientation.. and i'm on my own.. my work place arh.. i can sae of all the staff.. i'm the only chinese cept for e managers.. sad eh?? and i'm the only one who dunno how to speak malay.. argh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked from 12+ to 5pm.. not much ppl.. cos its lunch time.. ross (the best staff there and i'm her 'baby') said that sometimes afternoon they dun even have any customers.. haha but morning is the worse! cos ppl rushin in for breakfast b4 rushing off for meetings or tours and stuff.. so morning is the most bz.. die liao lor.. cos tml morning i'm doin morning shift.. from 7-3pm.. i sure die.. somemore ross tml on leave... argh!! my mummy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep... cos have to wake up at 5am.. urgh... so sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109871236925589749?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109871236925589749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109871236925589749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109871236925589749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109871236925589749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/10/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109807301470967020</id><published>2004-10-18T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T15:41:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment</title><content type='html'>another paper gone.. another possibility of failing.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now on the way home.. andy oh called me.. told me that there is an opening in Le Meridien hotel for attachment.. but its watressing.. cos the previous person cannot make it... so he called me as i have experience in waitressing.. its not banquet tho.. luckily cos $500 do banquet.. forget it.. i rather go find one myself.. hhmmm he sae its sth like a cafe/restaurant.. so still ok la.. job startin nx wk.. sian no time to rest and play after exams aso.. this sat need to go down to the hotel to fill in some paper stuff.. 930 am sia! damn early.. dunno how to go aso.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai no time to pei dear liao.. cos it's gonna b shift work.. which means sat and sun mayb need to work aso.. sian~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1530.. should b studyin for tml's IB paper.. and instead i'm here doing quizzes.. how do i expect to do well?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Guys Like That You're Sensitive&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just get most guys - even if you're not trying to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secrets&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/guyslikequiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Do Guys Like About You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/you-are-sensitive.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/lip-gloss-cotton-candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Lip Gloss Flavor Is: Cotton Candy&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total girly girl who's every guy is sweet on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take pleasure in the simple things in life, from cute t-shirts to stuffed animals.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guy needs to match your romantic idealism to win your heart, which is why few have.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Cotton Candy is your signature flavor. It's delicious, sugary, and fun - like you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/lipglossquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Flavor Lip Gloss Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You are Barefoot!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total free spirit, go with the flow girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be restricted by shoes for very long&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unsuprisingly, the same goes for men&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your match is out there - and he's as carefree as you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/shoequiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Shoe Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/barefoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Scent is Glow&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, sexy, and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're real, intimate, and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lush sensuality appeals to men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're as sexy as Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power scents: Orange flower, grapefruit, and citrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/scentquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Scent Are You? 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Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/scorpio.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your True Sign Is Scorpio&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiery&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily Obsessed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of Charisma&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universally Attractive&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possesive and Passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/truesignquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your True Zodiac Sign? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109807301470967020?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109807301470967020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109807301470967020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109807301470967020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109807301470967020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/10/attachment.html' title='attachment'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109508291779054366</id><published>2004-09-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:41:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'kop' this story from kenneth's blog.. heh~ very sweet and touching.. almost cried while reading..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 days ... &lt;br /&gt;Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing&lt;br /&gt;nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all&lt;br /&gt;their friends are having fun with their beloved&lt;br /&gt;half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;now to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: I guess we're the only leftovers. We're&lt;br /&gt;the only person who isn't with a date now. (both&lt;br /&gt;sigh n silence for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a&lt;br /&gt;game&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Eh? What game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Eem..It's quite simple. You be my&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plan for&lt;br /&gt;the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward&lt;br /&gt;to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first&lt;br /&gt;day and our first date. Where should we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is&lt;br /&gt;a really great movie in theater now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea&lt;br /&gt;than this. Lets move. (went to watch their&lt;br /&gt;movies and sent each other home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and&lt;br /&gt;Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;They went shopping together for a friend's&lt;br /&gt;birthday present. Share an ice-cream together&lt;br /&gt;and hugged each other for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7:&lt;br /&gt;Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they&lt;br /&gt;watch the sunset together. When the night came&lt;br /&gt;and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass&lt;br /&gt;gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed&lt;br /&gt;by. Tina mumbled something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25:&lt;br /&gt;Spend time at a themepark and got onto&lt;br /&gt;rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton&lt;br /&gt;candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house&lt;br /&gt;and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of&lt;br /&gt;Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together&lt;br /&gt;for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 67:&lt;br /&gt;They drove pass a circus and decided to get in&lt;br /&gt;to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play&lt;br /&gt;a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went&lt;br /&gt;around to see other entertainments around after&lt;br /&gt;the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just&lt;br /&gt;said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a&lt;br /&gt;tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 84:&lt;br /&gt;Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The&lt;br /&gt;beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have&lt;br /&gt;their first kiss with each other just as the sun&lt;br /&gt;is setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 99:&lt;br /&gt;They decided to have a simple day and is&lt;br /&gt;deciding to have a walk around the city. They&lt;br /&gt;sits down onto a bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;What would you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter&lt;br /&gt;havent return. Then someone walked up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Is your name Tina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Yes, and may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Justnow down there on the street a&lt;br /&gt;drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its&lt;br /&gt;your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and&lt;br /&gt;sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over&lt;br /&gt;his face and her apple juice still in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;The ambulance came and she went to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;with Peter.&lt;br /&gt;Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and&lt;br /&gt;a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:51 pm&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could.&lt;br /&gt;He is still breathing now but God would take him&lt;br /&gt;away from us very soon. We found this letter&lt;br /&gt;inside his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she&lt;br /&gt;goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak&lt;br /&gt;but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she&lt;br /&gt;burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun&lt;br /&gt;with you during all these days. Although you may&lt;br /&gt;be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but&lt;br /&gt;these all brought happiness into my life. I have&lt;br /&gt;realize that you are a really cute girl and&lt;br /&gt;blamed myself for never taken the time to&lt;br /&gt;knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for,&lt;br /&gt;but I just wish that we can extend the day. I&lt;br /&gt;want to be your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;forever and wish that you can be beside me all&lt;br /&gt;the time. Tina, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:58&lt;br /&gt;Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the&lt;br /&gt;wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I&lt;br /&gt;asked God to let us last forever. We were&lt;br /&gt;suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't&lt;br /&gt;leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to&lt;br /&gt;me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart&lt;br /&gt;stopped beating. It was 100 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE*&lt;br /&gt;Tell the guy or girl that you love them before&lt;br /&gt;its too late. You never know whats going to&lt;br /&gt;happen tomorrow. You never know who will be&lt;br /&gt;leaving you and never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morale of story.. alwiz tell the ppl ard u that u love them.. be it ur family, friends, bf/gf, pets.. or it will b too late.. for those who are single and have someone in their hearts but dun dare to tell them.. well.. go for it.. it's better to have tried and failed than nv try at all.. anyway u nv know what the results are *smiles* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109508291779054366?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109508291779054366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109508291779054366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109508291779054366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109508291779054366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/09/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109387232725725316</id><published>2004-08-30T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:37:08.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>ok i haven update for a looooonnngg time liao.. haha too lazy to update la.. these few days.. had been slackin at home.. really slack like siao lor.. even skipped today's lects.. heh~ hhmmm so juz a brief preview..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day.. watched 'shrek 2' on the plane.. we reached hkg at 1230.. once we get out of the airport.. i was like 'OH MY GOD!!' the weather there is super duper hot lor.. if u tink singapore is very humid.. think again.. HKG is even worse arh!! feels like we are inside the oven lor.. *whew* and all of us were wearin our this TLM polo shirt.. and it's black! urgh! absorb heat sia.. anyway.. went to this TsingMa bridge.. sweatin all the way.. hehe took a few photos of the bridge.. my gosh... there's alot of mountains there.. and the buildings there are damn tall.. haha think got ard 40+ storeys if not higher.. tried counting.. but lose count when i reached e 10th storey.. after dat check into hotel and had free time till the 2nd batch ppl come... and meet for dinner.. man the food in the first restaurant we went to sucks.. urgh i think among ard 8 tables.. my table is the only one which had so much food left.. haha and we found out 1 thing.. hong kong ppl loves corn.. we had like 2 out of ard 6 dishes which are made of corn... after dat we went to the Avenue of stars and the Peak.. took alot of photos there.. heh~ the night view is very very nice!! too bad the photos i took abit blur blur.. cos nv use flash.. if use flash den cannot see the lights le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we took off and did shoppin in Nu Ren Jie.. and tasted 'Chou Dou Fu' for the first time.. boy it's tasty.. heh~ we were all walkin back the whole stretch of Nu Ren Jie back to the hotel at ard 11+ 12am.. cos the shops are all closing liao.. den suddenly we smell this totally horrible smell.. almost vomitted.. it is worse than a burst swewer pipe.. even worse than those droppings in chicken farm.. and worse than the rubbish truck.. really feel like vomitting lor.. but once we reach the push cart.. the smell is gone.. haha! strange right? totally no smell wor.. hhmm it taste like normal tofu.. juz dat the skin is very crispy.. haha but cannot eat too much.. cos sure will get very scared of it.. urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2.. woke up at an ungodly hr... 6+ am.. lucky got morning call.. breakfast was nice!! ate dim sum.. heh went to hong kong tourism board.. den after dat went to Grand Hyatt hotel.. den to a travel agency.. after dat had lunch at this coffee house.. sth sth 'Yuan Ji' one.. forgot le.. but anyway.. had wanton mee.. very nice!! hehe soup one.. the soup very very tasty weeee.. after dat went to the city university.. the girls there very cute.. and got 'leng zai' aso.. haha!! hong kong guys very shuai wor~ *drools* especially those one 'Hua Yuan Jie' er... the shops on that street sell sports goods.. so dat explains it.. but anyway.. HKG disneyland did a presentation there.. OMG! i wanna go disneyland when it opens!! heh!! gonna ask dear pei me go.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after dat Mr Tham took us to 'Temple street aka Miao jie'.. and we had dinner there.. the dinner was alright la.. heh in the end Mr Tham gave us a treat.. ard S$50 for 8 ppl.. cheap huh?! after dat went shopping there.. den went 'Tsim Sha Tsui' shopping too.. HKG ah... the prices are very extreme lor.. either it's very cheap.. or it's extremely ex! gosh.. Tsim Sha Tsui and Nu Ren Jie are examples lor.. stuff in Tsim Sha Tsui are more expensive than stuff in orchard wor.. a normal tshirt can cost ard S$50.. scary right? after dat took cab and went back to hotel.. hah! cab fare very very cheap.. the fare was fixed at HK$15 for the way back wor.. didnt jumped at all.. and max capacity is 5 ppl excludin the driver.. so after calculations.. its only S$0.60 per person.. hahaha cheaper than singapore cab.. oh ya.. it rained quite heavily.. so we had no choice but to borrow umbrellas from e hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3.. breakfast was at the same place where we had dinner on the first day.. dim sum again.. haha but their breakfast very nice.. weather was still as hot as ever.. went Che Kung Temple and Wishing tree.. i got my wish on the tree!! hahaha!! quite diff la.. but still managed to get it up.. after dat went ocean park.. both jul and me were feeling quite nauseous.. so we nv took the rides.. weather was too hot for us to have any mood to get onto the rides too.. lol food there was damn ex! after dat went to watch the dolphin show.. soooo cute!!! after dat went shoppin again.. the Espirit clothes was damn cheap lor.. a top cost only ard S$10+... but i only bought 1 top.. cos cannot try.. dun wanna risk it.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4.. we were supposed to meet at 730am on the bus.. and guess wat? me and jul slept till 729am.. i woke first.. at 729 am.. and was damn shocked!! rushed like hell and reached the bus at 735 am... feelin quite gross cos we nv brush teeth or bath.. juz throw on our clothes.. eekk.. after taiji.. went for breakfast.. and it sucks.. after dat rushed to buy hen xiang lao po bing.. lugged 5 big boxes and 2 small boxes of it.. and 1 box of pi dang su back to the hotel.. sooo heavy!! arms almost break... lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat have to pack and check out of hotel.. watched '13 goin on 30' on the plane.. nice show! very touching.. hehe dinner was alright.. but didnt really touch it cos i was too full.. but still finish the dessert.. haagan daz ice cream! *yummy!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess.. haha uploaded all the pics le.. so take a look ba~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.f2.pg.photos.yahoo.com/luvxu3"&gt;HKG PICS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109387232725725316?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109387232725725316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109387232725725316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109387232725725316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109387232725725316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109318328317880224</id><published>2004-08-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:01:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeee</title><content type='html'>countdown 7 hrs to my fren comin to fetch me.. 10 hrs to my flight to take off.. and 14 hrs to touching down in HKG!! haha can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109318328317880224?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109318328317880224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109318328317880224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109318328317880224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109318328317880224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/08/weeee.html' title='weeee'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109289775392691173</id><published>2004-08-19T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T14:44:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>borin borin day</title><content type='html'>had my test yesterday.. first test.. the test paper abit the -_-"... we were havin test in the lecture theatre.. when i went in and went to the respective seats that were allocated to my class.. one of my proj mates suddenly grab me and ask "why is it so diff to determine who is a tourist??? it's 40 marks!!" i was stunned.. den i go "WHAT?! 40 MARKS FOR JUZ 1 STATEMENT QUESTION WHICH IS PROBABLY A 5 MARKS QUESTION?!!!" and she nodded.. ya.. dats my test.. 2 questions.. 40 marks, 60 marks.. can die arh!!! wat the hell.. seriously nth to write.. urgh!! all of us were like "fail liao fail liao" haha muz b wonderin how we know the questions b4 we even start? cos the teacher already distribute the papers.. dats why... lolx hai.. crapped alot.. wonder can pass or not.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. on to a much happier (i think) topic.. had a briefin for the HKG trip after dat.. got the whole itinerary le.. kinda sucks and kinda fun la.. hahaha hmmm we were seperated into 2 planes.. and i'm in the first.. so.. guess wat.. i gotta b at the airport by 545 am.. yeah i'm not kiddin.. plane will take off at 805am.. ha! so i need to wake up by 4? i think.. hhmmm but 1 of my proj mate was suggestin that we stay overnight at the airport.. *shrugs* i dun mind.. since i dun think i'm gonna sleep on sunday nite anyway.. but its not comfirmed.. once we reach there.. will b stoppin at the TsingMa Bridge Observatory for a while den check into hotel.. after dat is free time till 6.15pm when we had to meet for dinner.. hehe after dat if have time, will b goin to Avenue of Stars, Tst Promenade or the night market.. but night market we can go ourselves haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day.. have to wake up at an ungodly hr.. 6+ gotta wake up le.. cos meetin 720am for breakfast.. urgh need to bring alarm clock liao.. haha cos jul and me cannot wake up on time one.. lolx jul even worse =x hhmm den will b goin to HKG tourism board, United Hols Co. Ltd which is the operator over there.. for presentation.. also will b havin hotel inspection at either Shangri-la or Hyatt hotel.. den gonna visit the City Uni of HKG for another presentation.. and HKG disneyland will b havin a presentation there aso.. *sob* was hopin we can tour the disneyland site.. guess not haha.. after dat.. a photo stop at The Peak.. and den free time i guess.. but gotta b back at the hotel by 11.30pm.. sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day.. same thing.. 720am breakfast.. den will b goin for a city tour.. and visit the Che Kung Temple and Wishin tree.. after dat is Ocean Park!! haha wonder if anyone gonna pei me go play... hehehe after dat is free time till 7pm for dinner.. and after dat.. free time again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day.. again 720am meet.. but not for breakfast.. will b goin for TaiChi lessons first den breakfast.. and most probably will b checkin out le.. have free time till 1.15pm where all of grp 1 need to assemble and off to the airport~&lt;br /&gt;these are all e fun parts la.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucky part is the attire.. *sob* need to b wearin smart casual outfit for day 2 &amp; 3.. when we are goin for the presentation and stuff.. have to wear office wear lor..  and i dun have enuff office wear somemore.. sian sia.. cannot wear sandals.. slippers and flipflops throughtout e 4 days aso.. have to wear sth comfortable.. sports shoes? haha imagine wearin blouse and pants den sports shoes.. *diao~* guess i will b scoutin for shoes tml or wkends... den 1st and 4th day.. jeans and polo tee which we've designed.. again.. no sandals and slippers and flipflops.. but we bargain with teachers.. haha and yea! can wear sandals.. but juz imagine urself wearin polo tee and jeans to do taichi... abit farnie.. wonder if we can wear shorts.. hhmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! its quite ex to eat there aso sia... teachers told us to set aside at least S$6-10 (approx HK$30-50) for 1 meal.. and somemore its the minimum le.. waaaa!!! and we need to take ard 5 meals on our own... dats like S$50 minimum!! diao.. i will miss my S$2.50 chicken rice.. hahaha have to set aside HK$100 for tippin aso.. sian.. and their transport on the MTR (which is sth like our MRT) is HK$4/trip.. somemore it's the fare for ard 1-3 stops.. haha.. guess i didnt change enuff HKG money.. only changed HK$1500.. hmmmm since they sae "the sky is the limit" for shoppin.. guess i should change somemore.. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109289775392691173?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109289775392691173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109289775392691173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109289775392691173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109289775392691173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/08/borin-borin-day.html' title='borin borin day'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109149349485582925</id><published>2004-08-03T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T08:39:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning~</title><content type='html'>feeling abit buey song.. dunno why.. guess i woke up at e wrong side of e bed... argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night almost forgot to tell u guys this incident.. it happened it TRC... LOLX!!! ok paiseh.. i still cant manage to think of this incident without laughing like mad.. hhmm here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like u guys know... yesterday me and jul and another fren went to TRC to do research... well jul brought extension cos there's only 1 plug and it's in used.. but we also need to use laptop so she brought it.. and i think it was ard 5+ or 6pm when it happened.. *sniggers* jul's other fren had left e place.. and only e 2 of us were left.. me and jul were standing up ard e table searching for sth.. (or sth like dat) when this lady.. (she's abit on e round side.. if u know what i mean).. think she's in her late 30s.. early 40s la.. ok so she walked past us.. and all of a sudden went shooting across the room.. with big stomping steps!! guess what.. she tripped over e wire.. she is the first person who tripped over e extension wire for e whole of 5 hrs.. haha i saw the whole incident while jul saw e last part of it.. the lady managed to balance herself and looked at e wire den at us.. and walked off in a huff.. the whole thing was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us were abit stunned at first la.. and we went back to our seats to continue with our research... it was only after ard a few minutes when jul started giggling.. den i kena influence and started to giggle too.. we were like trying to control lor... but it was too diff and we dissolved into laughters.. i was almost reduced to the state of clutching my stomach and rolling on e floor with tears streaming down my cheeks... very xin ku leh... u juz try laughing very hard.. but cannot make any sound cos e place is too quiet.. and the lady will know u are laughing at her.. we only managed to subdue our laughters for a while only to have a fresh round of giggling starting again.. this happened for i think ard 15 minz ba.. WAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! hmmm i think u guys will find it funnier if u all see it happening..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109149349485582925?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109149349485582925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109149349485582925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109149349485582925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109149349485582925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/08/morning.html' title='morning~'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-109145275530721113</id><published>2004-08-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T22:23:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress</title><content type='html'>today skipped both lectures to go Tourism Research Centre (TRC).. the place damn nice leh! haha nice environment to study in.. hehe temperature there... quite nice lor.. not too cold.. hehehe alot of tourism materials there.. i see until i see stars arh.. especially lookin thru all those newspapers clippings on specific country.. arhhh!!~~ drank so many cups of tea juz now.. more than i drink usually, which is 0... hahaha tml and fri goin back again.. cos need to do somemore research... headache headache.. 2 projs due next wk.. den common tests start on the wk after next... den... HONG KONG!!! haha the only thing i'm lookin forward now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now took bus home.. and was captivated by the sunset.. sooooo nice!! haha there are streaks of pink, red, purple and blue over the sky.. woooooo~ the whole scene was infront of me for a good 15 mins.. and juz when e bus turned into Ulu Pandan road.. the sky became a deeper blue.. den everything is gone.. *sobz* hehehe it's been a long time since i saw such nice sunset.. now stayin 3rd floor.. look out of window see another block.. the sky kena covered.. sian... not like last time.. in choa chu kang.. look out of my bedroom window is Kranji expressway.. nth is blocking e whole stretch of sky.. every evening can see e sunset.. pink, red, orange, purple.. all sorts of color... and when it's raining.. the lightning was like *whoa!!* can see the whole streak of lightning! so clear! hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love sunsets n lightnings* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from kenvin's blog.. so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor='#99ffff' border=3 bordercolor='#0033ff' cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;J&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Judicial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intelligent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoyable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;Q&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font size=+2 style='color: black;'&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=left&gt;&lt;font style='color: black;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Important&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Get your name acronym!"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-109145275530721113?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/109145275530721113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=109145275530721113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109145275530721113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/109145275530721113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/08/stress.html' title='stress'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-108737560225698837</id><published>2004-06-16T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T16:46:42.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posted le~</title><content type='html'>last night didnt get to post cos my modem spoil.. *kick old modem ard* juz now went to get a new one.. cost me $99 arh!! *damn broke* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. photos are up.. added in a new link -photo albums-.. got more of me n doggy pics inside.. haha got alot more photos to add.. but comp juz reformatted.. all my pics gone! *sobz* will post more when i get more pictures.. hehehe most probably after chalet ba.. lalala~ sian.. how i wish i have a digi cam now.. so i can take pictures and straight away post them up.. instead of waitin for e whole film to finish.. den develop.. so time consuming.. have set my eyes on Nikon coolpix3700 *hint hint* lolx =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've changed a new image hosting webbie.. photobucket still down.. urgh!! and i cant stand seein my blog so bare.. so changed to &lt;a href="http://www.ripway.com"&gt;ripway&lt;/a&gt;.. hhmm hope this webbie doesnt 'break down' hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml goin to buy food for e chalet.. gonna get e guys to bring all home!! muahahha! *siao liao* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-108737560225698837?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/108737560225698837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=108737560225698837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/108737560225698837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/108737560225698837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/06/posted-le.html' title='posted le~'/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7108871.post-108737518691438651</id><published>2004-06-16T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T16:39:46.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/640/b4%20goin%20out.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1015/320/b4%20goin%20out.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken b4 goin to e ball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7108871-108737518691438651?l=rebelsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/108737518691438651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7108871&amp;postID=108737518691438651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/108737518691438651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7108871/posts/default/108737518691438651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebelsnow.blogspot.com/2004/06/taken-b4-goin-to-e-ball_16.html' title=''/><author><name>JiEq| ^_^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792611479239981370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/snowluv/kookoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
